Remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.
My soul remembers well,
and is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:

Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed,
for His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is Your faithfulness.
"The Lord is my portion," says my soul;
"therefore I will wait for Him."

The Lord is good to those whose hope is in Him,
to the one who seeks Him;
it is good that one should hope and wait quietly
for the salvation of the Lord.
It is good for a man to bear the yoke
while he is young.

Let him sit alone and keep silent,
because God has laid it on him;
Let him bury his face in the dust —
there may yet be hope.
Let him offer his cheek to one who would strike him,
and let him be filled with disgrace.

For men are not cast off
by the Lord forever.
Though He brings grief, He will show compassion,
so great is His unfailing love.
For He does not willingly bring affliction
or grief to the children of men.