¹⁶He has made my teeth grind on gravel,

and made me cower in ashes;

¹⁷my soul is bereft of peace;

I have forgotten what happiness1 is;

¹⁸so I say, “My endurance has perished;

so has my hope from the Lord.”

¹⁹Remember my affliction and my wanderings,

the wormwood and the gall!

²⁰My soul continually remembers it

and is bowed down within me.

²¹But this I call to mind,

and therefore I have hope:

²²The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;2

his mercies never come to an end;

²³they are new every morning;

great is your faithfulness.

²⁴“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,

“therefore I will hope in him.”

²⁵The Lord is good to those who wait for him,

to the soul who seeks him.

²⁶It is good that one should wait quietly

for the salvation of the Lord.

²⁷It is good for a man that he bear

the yoke in his youth.

²⁸Let him sit alone in silence

when it is laid on him;

²⁹let him put his mouth in the dust—

there may yet be hope;

³⁰let him give his cheek to the one who strikes,

and let him be filled with insults.

³¹For the Lord will not

cast off forever,

³²but, though he cause grief, he will have compassion

according to the abundance of his steadfast love;

³³for he does not afflict from his heart

or grieve the children of men.

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