Though I constantly take my life in my hands, I do not forget your instruction.

I have wandered away like a lost sheep; come find your servant, for I do not forget your commands. A Song of Ascents

Indeed, you do not delight in sacrifices, or I would give them, nor do you desire burnt offerings.

With their hands they will lift you up so you will not trip over a stone.

My God, I cry out to you throughout the day, but you do not answer; and throughout the night, but I have no rest.