Psalms 42:3-5

³My tears were loaves to me day and night; while it is said to me each day, Where is thy God?

⁴I bethought of these things, and I poured out in me my soul; for I shall pass into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, till to the house of God. In the voice of full out joying, and ac-knowledging; is the sound of the eater.

⁵My soul, why art thou sorry; and why troublest thou me? Hope thou in God, for yet I shall acknowledge to him; he is the health of my cheer, and my God.