Psalm 55:2

Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

{To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.} How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

{To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.} Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

But verily God hath heard me; he hath attended to the voice of my prayer.

I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

Treasury of Scripture Knowledge