"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."
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Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.
I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.
Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.
Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
And he taketh with him Peter and James and John, and began to be sore amazed, and to be very heavy;
The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.
And David was greatly distressed; for the people spake of stoning him, because the soul of all the people was grieved, every man for his sons and for his daughters: but David encouraged himself in the LORD his God.
I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of the LORD, and stay upon his God.
The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the father of many nations, according to that which was spoken, So shall thy seed be.
For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise.
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.
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.
But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.
Why are you crushed down, O my soul? and why are you troubled in me? put your hope in God; for I will again give him praise who is my help and my God.
Why art thou cast down, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, [for] the health of his countenance.
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.
\42:4\When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy-day.
Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.
What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!