Geneva(i)
18 And I saide, My strength and mine hope is perished from the Lord,
19 Remembring mine affliction, and my mourning, the wormewood and the gall.
20 My soule hath them in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
21 I consider this in mine heart: therefore haue I hope.
22 It is the Lordes mercies that wee are not consumed, because his compassions faile not.