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I am bent, I am bowed down very low. All the day, have I gloomily walked;

I am benumbed and crushed exceedingly, - I have cried aloud because of the groaning of my heart.

For, I, to halt, am ready, and, my pain, is before me continually;

Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days - what it is, I would know how short-lived I am.

I am dumb, I cannot open my mouth, for, thou, hast done it.

Remove from off me thy stroke, Because of the hostility of thy hand, am, I, consumed.

Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, And, unto my cry for help, give ear, At my tears, do not be silent, - For, a sojourner, am, I, with thee, A stranger, like all my fathers.

Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.

Then, said I - Lo! I am come, In the written scroll, is it prescribed for me;

Let be! and know that, I, am God, I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.

Hear, O my people, and I will speak, O Israel, and I will adjure thee, God, thine own God, I am: -

But, I, am like a flourishing olive-tree, in the house of God, I have put confidence in the lovingkindness of God, for times age-abiding and beyond.

What day I am afraid, I, unto thee will direct my confidence.

I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat, - Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.

Then do not hide thy face from thy servant, Because I am in distress, haste thou - answer me!

Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, - Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.

I, then, am humbled and in pain, Thy salvation, O God, may it set me on high.

Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, - Until I tell of thine arm unto a new generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;

Nevertheless, I, am continually before thee, Thou hast taken hold of my right hand;

I, Yahweh, am thy God, Who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, - Open wide thy mouth, that I may fill it.