Psalms 143:3-6

³For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath crushed my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

⁴And my spirit fainteth within me; my heart within me is appalled.

⁵I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Thy doing; 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