Raise me to a position of great honor! Turn and comfort me!

He remembered his covenant with them, and relented because of his great loyal love.

I remember your ancient regulations, O Lord, and console myself.

May your loyal love console me, as you promised your servant.

My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say, “When will you comfort me?”

Turn back toward us, O Lord! How long must this suffering last? Have pity on your servants!

For the Lord vindicates his people, and has compassion on his servants.

Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.

Show me evidence of your favor! Then those who hate me will see it and be ashamed, for you, O Lord, will help me and comfort me.

The Lord makes this promise on oath and will not revoke it: “You are an eternal priest after the pattern of Melchizedek.”

Even when I must walk through the darkest valley, I fear no danger, for you are with me; your rod and your staff reassure me.

In my time of trouble I sought the Lord. I kept my hand raised in prayer throughout the night. I refused to be comforted.