3 My soul is also greatly disquieted: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: Oh save me for thy mercies sake.
5 For in death [there is] no remembrance of thee: in the grave who will give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 My eye is consumed because of grief; it groweth old because of all my enemies.
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