Please listen and answer me, for I am overwhelmed by my troubles.

求你侧耳听我，应允我。我哀叹不安，发声唉哼，

求你留心听我，应允我。我哀叹不安，发出呻吟，

求你留心听我，应允我。我哀叹不安，发出呻吟，

求你垂听、应允我的呼求。我思绪烦乱，坐立不安。

求你留心听我，应允我；我在苦恼中必不安宁，唉哼难过；

求你留心听、回应我！我在苦恼中烦躁不安，发出哀叹；

求你側耳聽我，應允我。我哀歎不安，發聲唉哼，

求你留心聽我，應允我。我哀嘆不安，發出呻吟，

求你留心聽我，應允我。我哀嘆不安，發出呻吟，

求你垂聽、應允我的呼求。我思緒煩亂，坐立不安。

求你留心聽我，應允我；我在苦惱中必不安寧，唉哼難過；

求你留心聽我，應我；我在哀歎中鬱悶沮喪，紛亂擾嚷，

求你留心聽、回應我！我在苦惱中煩躁不安，發出哀嘆；

尚其顧恤我、俞允我、我悲悼而不安、嘅其歎兮、

我心忡忡、有懷欲吐、望爾俯聞兮、

求主俯聽我、應允我、我哀歎不安、發聲悲號、

懇切求天主。傾耳聽我禱。

hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught

Hear me and answer me. My thoughts upset me. I’m very troubled.

Attend to me, and answer me; I am restless in my complaint and I moan,

Pay attention to me and answer me. I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,

Give Your attention to me and answer me; I am restless in my complaint and severely distracted,

Attend to me, and hear me; I am restless in my complaint, and moan noisily,

Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

Pay attention to me and answer me. I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,

Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

Pay attention to me and answer me! I am so upset and distressed, I am beside myself,

Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan

Delirious, I chattered like a swallow or a crane, and then I moaned like a mourning dove. My eyes grew tired of looking to heaven for help. I am in trouble, Lord. Help me!”

We growl like hungry bears; we moan like mournful doves. We look for justice, but it never comes. We look for rescue, but it is far away from us.

O God, listen to my complaint. Protect my life from my enemies’ threats.

For you are God, my only safe haven. Why have you tossed me aside? Why must I wander around in grief, oppressed by my enemies?

O Lord, how long will you forget me? Forever? How long will you look the other way?How long must I struggle with anguish in my soul, with sorrow in my heart every day? How long will my enemy have the upper hand?

I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help. Interlude

I am bent over and racked with pain. All day long I walk around filled with grief.

I eat ashes for food. My tears run down into my drinkbecause of your anger and wrath. For you have picked me up and thrown me out.

But God did listen! He paid attention to my prayer.

When I refused to confess my sin, my body wasted away, and I groaned all day long.