God, I remembered you, and I groaned. I thought about you, and I became weak.

我想念神，就烦燥不安；我沉吟悲伤，心便发昏。细拉

我想念上帝，就烦躁不安；我沉思默想，心灵发昏。（细拉）

我想念神，就烦躁不安；我沉思默想，心灵发昏。（细拉）

我思想上帝，发出哀叹；我默想，心灵疲惫不堪。（细拉）

我想到神，就哀怨唉哼；我沉思默想，心灵就烦乱。（细拉）

我记念神，大声哀鸣；我默想，就灵里虚弱。细拉

我想念神，就煩燥不安；我沉吟悲傷，心便發昏。（細拉）

我想念上帝，就煩躁不安；我沉思默想，心靈發昏。（細拉）

我想念神，就煩躁不安；我沉思默想，心靈發昏。（細拉）

我思想上帝，發出哀歎；我默想，心靈疲憊不堪。（細拉）

我想到神，就哀怨唉哼；我沉思默想，心靈就煩亂。（細拉）

我懷念着上帝，悲哀歎息；我哀怨默想，心靈發昏。（細拉）

我記念神，大聲哀鳴；我默想，就靈裡虛弱。細拉

我憶上帝而煩擾、默然思維、神即喪失兮、

余也追思上帝、昔日救我、今也不然、彌懷殷憂、念及往事、更喪厥膽兮、

我思念天主、不勝哀痛、我一追想、心即悲傷、細拉、

小子處患難。求主賜哀矜。中夜舉雙手。寫我仰慕情。仰慕無時已。起坐不能平。

I remembered you, God, and I groaned; I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.

When I remember God, I moan; when I meditate, my spirit faints. Selah

I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help. Interlude

I think of God; I groan; I meditate; my spirit becomes weak. Selah

When I remember God, then I am restless; When I sigh, then my spirit feels weak. Selah

I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah

I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed.[ Selah

I think of God; I groan; I meditate; my spirit becomes weak. Selah

I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

I said,“ I will remember God while I groan; I will think about him while my strength leaves me.”( Selah)

I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

From a place far away I call out to you. I call out as my heart gets weaker. Lead me to the safety of a rock that is high above me.

I was afraid God would destroy me. His glory terrifies me. So I’d never do things like that.

A person who is still alive shouldn’t blame God when God punishes them for their sins.

I feel great pain deep down inside me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.Fear and trembling have taken hold of me. Panic has overpowered me.

So I grow weak. Deep down inside me, I’m afraid.I remember what happened long ago. I spend time thinking about all your acts. I consider what your hands have done.

The Mighty One has shot me with his arrows. I have to drink their poison. God’s terrors are aimed at me.

My spirit, why are you so sad? Why are you so upset deep down inside me? Put your hope in God. Once again I will have reason to praise him. He is my Savior and my God.

I have lost all hope of ever having any peace. I’ve forgotten what good times are like.

That’s why I’m so terrified. When I think about all of this, I’m afraid of him.God has made my heart weak. The Mighty One has filled me with terror.

I pour out my problem to him. I tell him about my trouble.When I grow weak, you are watching over my life. In the path where I walk, people have hidden a trap to catch me.

My spirit, why are you so sad? Why are you so upset deep down inside me? Put your hope in God. Once again I will have reason to praise him. He is my Savior and my God.

My spirit, why are you so sad? Why are you so upset deep down inside me? Put your hope in God. Once again I will have reason to praise him. He is my Savior and my God.

My days are disappearing like smoke. My body burns like glowing coals.My strength has dried up like grass. I even forget to eat my food.I groan out loud because of my suffering. I’m nothing but skin and bones.I’m like a desert owl. I’m like an owl among destroyed buildings.I can’t sleep. I’ve become like a bird alone on a roof.All day long my enemies laugh at me. Those who make fun of me use my name as a curse.I eat ashes as my food. My tears fall into what I’m drinking.You were very angry with me. So you picked me up and threw me away.The days of my life are like an evening shadow. I dry up like grass.But Lord, you are seated on your throne forever. Your fame will continue for all time to come.You will rise up and show deep concern for Zion. The time has come for you to help Zion.The stones of your destroyed city are priceless to us. Even its dust brings deep concern to us.The nations will worship the Lord. All the kings on earth will respect his glorious power.The Lord will build Zion again. He will appear in his glory.He will answer the prayer of those who don’t have anything. He won’t say no to their cry for help.Let this be written down for those born after us. Then people who are not yet born can praise the Lord.Here is what should be written.“ The Lord looked down from his temple in heaven. From heaven he viewed the earth.He heard the groans of the prisoners. He set free those who were sentenced to death.”So people will talk about him in Zion. They will praise him in Jerusalem.Nations and kingdoms will gather there to worship the Lord.When I was still young, he took away my strength. He wasn’t going to let me live much longer.So I said,“ My God, don’t let me die in the middle of my life. You will live for all time to come.In the beginning you made the earth secure. You placed it on its foundations. Your hands created the heavens.They will pass away. But you will remain. They will all wear out like a piece of clothing. You will make them like clothes that are taken off and thrown away.But you remain the same. Your years will never end.Our children will live with you. Their sons and daughters will be safe in your care.”

Don’t be a terror to me. When I’m in trouble, I go to you for safety.

I have so many troubles I’m about to die.People think my life is over. I’m like someone who doesn’t have any strength.People treat me as if I were dead. I’m like those who have been killed and are now in the grave. You don’t even remember them anymore. They are cut off from your care.It’s as if you have put me deep down in the grave. It’s as if you have put me in that deep, dark place.Your great anger lies heavy on me. All the waves of your anger have crashed over me.You have taken my closest friends away from me. You have made me sickening to them. I feel trapped and can’t escape.I’m crying so much I can’t see very well. Lord, I call out to you every day. I lift up my hands to you in prayer.Do you do wonderful things for those who are dead? Do their spirits rise up and praise you?Do those who are dead speak about your love? Do those who are in the grave tell how faithful you are?Are your wonderful deeds known in that dark place? Are your holy acts known in that land where the dead are forgotten?Lord, I cry out to you for help. In the morning I pray to you.Lord, why do you say no to me? Why do you turn your face away from me?I’ve been in pain ever since I was young. I’ve been close to death. You have made me suffer terrible things. I have lost all hope.Your great anger has swept over me. Your terrors have destroyed me.All day long they surround me like a flood. They have closed in all around me.You have taken my friends and neighbors away from me. Darkness is my closest friend.

“ So I won’t keep quiet. When I’m suffering greatly, I’ll speak out. When my spirit is bitter, I’ll tell you how unhappy I am.