I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

Some trust in chariots, and some in horses; But we will make mention of the name of Jehovah our God.

Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

For in the hand of Jehovah there is a cup, and the wine foameth; It is full of mixture, and he poureth out of the same: Surely the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall drain them, and drink them.

But thou art the same, And thy years shall have no end.

And confirmed the same unto Jacob for a statute, To Israel for an everlasting covenant,

From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same Jehovah's name is to be praised.

The sum of thy word is truth; And every one of thy righteous ordinances endureth for ever.

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!