Translations
In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; through the night my hand is stretched out without rest — my soul refuses all comfort.
In the day of my distress I seek Adonai; through the night my hand pours itself out without ceasing — my nephesh refuses to be comforted.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
In the day of trouble I sought the Lord; through the night my outstretched hands did not grow weary; my soul refused to be comforted.