Thomson(i)
2 Pity me, Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, Lord, for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul is troubled exceedingly: but Lord, for how long?
4 Return, Lord; deliver my soul: save me for thy mercy's sake.
5 For in death none can make mention of thee. In the mansion of the dead, who can give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning. Am I every night to bedew my bed and water my couch with my tears?