BSB(i)
17 My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.
18 So I say, “My strength has perished, along with my hope from the LORD.”
19 Remember my affliction and wandering, the wormwood and the gall.
20 Surely my soul remembers and is humbled within me.
21 Yet I call this to mind, and therefore I have hope:
22 Because of the loving devotion of the LORD we are not consumed, for His mercies never fail.
23 They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness!