Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

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

It may be that the LORD will look on mine affliction, and that the LORD will requite me good for his cursing this day.

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of thy servants which is shed.

And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.

Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is now their God?