My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Why should the nations ask, “Where is their God?” Before our eyes, make known among the nations Your vengeance for the b
Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?”
Let the priests who minister before the LORD weep between the portico and the altar, saying, “Spare Your people, O LORD,
Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
You fed them with the bread of tears and made them drink the full measure of their tears.
For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with tears
Then my enemy will see and will be covered with shame—she who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see
Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.
Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.” Selah
Perhaps the LORD will see my affliction and repay me with good for the cursing I receive today.”
“He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”