I go about darkened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you rejected me? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all the day I go about mourning.
I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of his wrath; he has driven and brought me into darkness without any light; surely against me he turns his hand again and again the whole day long.
He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted.
Behold, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.
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