⁷ Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

³ The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

¹¹ Therefore the redeemed of the Lord shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away.

³ Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the Lord hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.