Psalm 55:2

Attend to me, and hear me; I wander and I moan in my complaint,

Like a twittering swallow, so I chatter; I mourn as a dove; my eyes look weakly to the heights. O Jehovah, I am pressed down; be surety for me.

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

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. How long will You forget me, O Jehovah? Forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?

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

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

For You are the God of my strength; why do You cast me off? Why do I go mourning under the affliction of the enemy?

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; guard my life from fear of the enemy.

Surely God has heard; He has attended to the voice of my prayer.

I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit fainted. Selah.

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

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