I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath sated me with wormwood.
And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
[ It is of] Jehovah's lovingkindnesses that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness.
For though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his lovingkindnesses.
For he doth not afflict willingly, nor grieve the children of men.
Who is he that saith, and it cometh to pass, when the Lord commandeth it not?
We have transgressed and have rebelled; thou hast not pardoned.
Thou hast made us an off-scouring and refuse in the midst of the peoples.
Fear and the pit are come upon us, devastation and destruction.
Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
Thou wilt render unto them a recompense, O Jehovah, according to the work of their hands.