38:6 I am dazed
all day long I walk around mourning.
43:2 For you are the God who shelters me.
Why do you reject me?
Why must I walk around
because my enemies oppress me?
88:9 My eyes grow weak because of oppression.
I call out to you, O Lord, all day long;
I spread out my hands in prayer to you.
30:26 But when I hoped for good, trouble came;
when I expected light, then darkness came.
30:27 My heart
the days of my affliction confront me.
30:28 I go about blackened,
in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.
30:29 I have become a brother to jackals
and a companion of ostriches.
30:30 My skin has turned dark on me;
my body
30:31 My harp is used for
and my flute for the sound of weeping.