Psalm 55:2

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

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?
How long will You hide Your face from me?

When I kept silent about my sin, my body wasted away
Through my

groaning all day long.

I am bent over and greatly bowed down;
I go mourning all day long.

For You are the God of my strength; why have You rejected me?
Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

For I have eaten ashes like bread
And mingled my drink with weeping

“Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter;
I moan like a dove;
My eyes look wistfully to the heights;
O Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.

Hear my prayer, O God;

Give ear to the words of my mouth.