Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, {who is} the health of my countenance, and my God.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and {why} art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him {for} the help of his countenance. {cast: Heb. bowed} {praise: or, give thanks} {for the...: or, his presence is salvation}

Even when I remember I am afraid, and trembling taketh hold on my flesh.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, {who is} the health of my countenance, and my God.

The LORD openeth {the eyes of} the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous:

For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

Therefore if thou bring thy gift to the altar, and there rememberest that thy brother hath ought against thee;