ACV(i)
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not. My soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remember God, and am disquieted. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.
4 Thou have held my eyelids watching. I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
6 I call to remembrance my song in the night. I commune with my own heart, and my spirit makes diligent search.
7 Will the Lord cast off forever? And will he be favorable no more?
8 Has his loving kindness entirely gone forever? Does his promise fail for evermore?
9 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.
10 And I said, This is my infirmity, the change of the right hand of the Most High.