1 I cried out to God for help;

I cried out to God to hear me.

2 When I was in distress, I sought the Lord;

at night I stretched out untiring hands,

and I would not be comforted.

3 I remembered you, God, and I groaned;

I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.

4 You kept my eyes from closing;

I was too troubled to speak.

5 I thought about the former days,

the years of long ago;

6 I remembered my songs in the night.

My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

1 I cried unto God with my voice, Even unto God with my voice; and he gave ear unto me. 2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My sore ran in the night, and ceased not: My soul refused to be comforted. 3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah. 4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak. 5 I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times. 6 I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: And my spirit made diligent search.

1 I cry out to God; yes, I shout.

Oh, that God would listen to me!

2 When I was in deep trouble,

I searched for the Lord.

All night long I prayed, with hands lifted toward heaven,

but my soul was not comforted.

3 I think of God, and I moan,

overwhelmed with longing for his help.

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4 You don’t let me sleep.

I am too distressed even to pray!

5 I think of the good old days,

long since ended,

6 when my nights were filled with joyful songs.

I search my soul and ponder the difference now.

1 I cried out to God with my voice—To God with my voice;

And He gave ear to me.

2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord;

My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing;

My soul refused to be comforted.

3 I remembered God, and was troubled;

I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed.

Selah

4 You hold my eyelids open;

I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5 I have considered the days of old,

The years of ancient times.

6 I call to remembrance my song in the night;

I meditate within my heart,

And my spirit makes diligent search.

1 I cry out to God;

I call to God, and he will hear me.

2 I look for the Lord on the day of trouble.

All night long I reach out my hands,

but I cannot be comforted.

3 When I remember God, I become upset;

when I think, I become afraid.

Selah

4 You keep my eyes from closing.

I am too upset to say anything.

5 I keep thinking about the old days,

the years of long ago.

6 At night I remember my songs.

I think and I ask myself:

1 I will cry unto God with my voice,

Even unto God with my voice; and he will give ear unto me.

2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord:

My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not;

My soul refused to be comforted.

3 I remember God, and am disquieted:

I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah

4 Thou holdest mine eyes watching:

I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5 I have considered the days of old,

The years of ancient times.

6 I call to remembrance my song in the night:

I commune with mine own heart;

And my spirit maketh diligent search.

1 My voice is unto God, and I will cry; my voice is unto God, and he will give ear unto me. 2 In the day of my trouble, I sought the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; my soul refused to be comforted. 3 I remembered God, and I moaned; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah. 4 Thou holdest open mine eyelids; I am full of disquiet and cannot speak. 5 I consider the days of old, the years of ancient times. 6 I remember my song in the night; I muse in mine own heart, and my spirit maketh diligent search.

1 Loudly, I cried to God. 

Loudly, I cried to God 

so that he would open his ears to ⸤hear⸥ me. 

2 On the day I was in trouble, I went to the Lord for help. 

At night I stretched out my hands in prayer without growing tired. 

Yet, my soul refused to be comforted. 

3 I sigh as I remember God. 

I begin to lose hope as I think about him. 

Selah 

4 (You keep my eyelids open.) 

I am so upset that I cannot speak. 

5 I have considered the days of old, 

the years long ago. 

6 I remember my song in the night 

and reflect ⸤on it⸥. 

My spirit searches ⸤for an answer⸥: 

1 I cry aloud to God,

aloud to God, and He will hear me.

2 I sought the Lord in my day of trouble.

My hands were continually lifted up

all night long;

I refused to be comforted.

3 I think of God; I groan;

I meditate; my spirit becomes weak. Selah

4 You have kept me from closing my eyes;

I am troubled and cannot speak.

5 I consider days of old,

years long past.

6 At night I remember my music;

I meditate in my heart, and my spirit ponders.

1 I cry aloud to God,

aloud to God, that he may hear me.

2 In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord;

in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying;

my soul refuses to be comforted.

3 I think of God, and I moan;

I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah

4 You keep my eyelids from closing;

I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5 I consider the days of old,

and remember the years of long ago.

6 I commune with my heart in the night;

I meditate and search my spirit:

1 I cry out with my voice to God;

with my voice to God, that he may hear me.

2 In the day I have trouble, I seek the Lord.

At night my hand stretches out continually;

my soul refuses to be comforted.

3 I remember God and I groan loudly;

I meditate and my spirit grows faint. Selah

4 You hold open my eyelids.

I am troubled and cannot speak.

5 I think about the days from long ago,

the years of ancient times.

6 I remember my song in the night.

With my heart I meditate,

and my spirit searches to understand.

1 I cried out to God for help.

I cried out to God to hear me.

2 When I was in trouble, I looked to the Lord.

During the night I lifted up my hands in prayer.

But I refused to be comforted.

3 God, I remembered you, and I groaned.

I thought about you, and I became weak. Selah

4 You kept me from going to sleep.

I was so troubled I couldn’t speak.

5 I thought about days gone by.

I thought about the years of long ago.

6 I remembered how I used to sing praise to you in the night.

I thought about it, and here is what I asked myself.

1 My voice rises to God, and I will cry aloud;

My voice rises to God, and He will hear me.

2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord;

In the night my hand was stretched out without weariness;

My soul refused to be comforted.

3 When I remember God, then I am disturbed;

When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint.

Selah.

4 You have held my eyelids open;

I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

5 I have considered the days of old,

The years of long ago.

6 I will remember my song in the night;

I will meditate with my heart,

And my spirit ponders: