“ Oh, if only my grief could be weighed, and my misfortune laid on the scales too!But because it is heavier than the sand of the sea, that is why my words have been wild.
In my time of trouble I sought the Lord. I kept my hand raised in prayer throughout the night. I refused to be comforted.I said,“ I will remember God while I groan; I will think about him while my strength leaves me.”( Selah)You held my eyelids open; I was troubled and could not speak.I thought about the days of old, about ancient times.I said,“ During the night I will remember the song I once sang; I will think very carefully.” I tried to make sense of what was happening.I asked,“ Will the Lord reject me forever? Will he never again show me his favor?Has his loyal love disappeared forever? Has his promise failed forever?Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has his anger stifled his compassion?”
