TSK · Psalms 13:2

And Saul was yet the more afraid of David; and Saul became David's enemy continually.

Wherefore the king said unto me, Why [is] thy countenance sad, seeing thou [art] not sick? this [is] nothing [else] but sorrow of heart. Then I was very sore afraid,

[Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?

If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort [myself]:

¶ Behold, I go forward, but he [is] not [there]; and backward, but I cannot perceive him:

Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending [it] in pieces, while [there is] none to deliver.

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.

All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, [saying],

For I [am] ready to halt, and my sorrow [is] continually before me.

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?

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.

When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O LORD, held me up.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

All his days also he eateth in darkness, and [he hath] much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.

Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, [which] refuseth to be healed? wilt thou be altogether unto me as a liar, [and as] waters [that] fail?

Her adversaries are the chief, her enemies prosper; for the LORD hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions: her children are gone into captivity before the enemy.

Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, [and] forsake us so long time?

Then saith he unto them, ‹My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.›

‹But because I have said these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.›

For indeed he was sick nigh unto death: but God had mercy on him; and not on him only, but on me also, lest I should have sorrow upon sorrow.