Psalms 42:8-11

Coverdale(i) 8 I wil saye vnto God my stony rock: why hast thou forgotten me? why go I thus heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me? 9 Whyle my bones are broken, & whyle myne enemies cast me in the tethe, 10 daylie sayenge vnto me: where is now thy God? 11 Why art thou so heuy (o my soule) & why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I wil yet thanke him for the helpe of his countenaunce, and because he is my God.