Psalms 143:3-6

³For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

⁴Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.

⁵I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.

⁶I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. Selah