3 And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long?
4 Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness' sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee?
6 I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.
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