He has hemmed me in with no escape and weighed me down with chains;
Even when I cry out for help, he stops my prayer;
He has blocked my ways with fitted stones, and turned my paths aside.
He has broken my teeth with gravel, pressed my face in the dust;
My soul is deprived of peace, I have forgotten what happiness is;
I tell myself my future is lost, all that I hoped for from the LORD.
Remembering it over and over leaves my soul downcast within me.
But I will call this to mind, as my reason to have hope:
The favors of the LORD are not exhausted, his mercies are not spent.
My eyes run with streams of water over the downfall of the daughter of our people.
My eyes flow without ceasing, there is no respite.
Till the LORD from heaven looks down and sees.
They struck me down alive in a pit, and sealed me in with a stone.
The waters flowed over my head, and I said "I am lost."
You heard me call, "Let not your ear be deaf to my cry for help!"
You see, O LORD, how I am wronged; do me justice!