Psalm 6:3

Return, O LORD, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.

Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.

And shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?

Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.

Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.