LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?

I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.

But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.

And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.

Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand.

He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.

He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.

And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.

Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

And he took with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, and began to be sorrowful and very heavy.

And he went a little further, and fell on his face, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.

And he taketh with him Peter and James and John, and began to be sore amazed, and to be very heavy;

And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch.

Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.

Yea, his soul draweth near unto the grave, and his life to the destroyers.