The straits of my heart were enlarged: bring me out from my distresses.
Remove from me thy stroke: I was finished from the contention of thy hand.
Thou wilt not be angry, O Jehovah, even greatly, and not forever wilt thou remember iniquity: behold, look now, Ye are all thy people. The cities of thy holy place were desert; Zion was a desert., Jerusalem a desolation. The house of our holy place and our glory where our fathers praised thee, was for a burning of fire, and all our precious things were for desolation. read more.
For these wilt thou refrain thyself, O Jehovah? wilt thou be silent, and wilt thou humble us even greatly?
Heal me, O Jehovah, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou my praise.