ECB(i)
8 Yet Yah Veh misvahs his mercy in the day; and in the night his song is with me: and my prayer to the El of my life.
9 I say to El my rock, Why forget you me? Why go I darkened because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 With murder in my bones, my tribulators reproach me; all day they say to me, Where is your Elohim?
11 Why prostrate, O my soul? Why roar within me? Hope in Elohim; for I spread hands to him - the salvation of my face and my Elohim.