If thou prepare thine heart, and stretch out thine hands toward him;

I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.

Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto thee daily.

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

Moreover the word of the LORD came unto me, saying,

Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people. Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god;

Princes shall come out of Egypt; Ethiopia shall soon stretch out her hands unto God.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

Jesus wept.

Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.

Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

{A Song or Psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief Musician upon Mahalath Leannoth, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.} O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee: