Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled. My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long? Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.

But the Lord will send his mercy in the daytime, and in the night his song will be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

Will a woman give up the child at her breast, will she be without pity for the fruit of her body? yes, these may, but I will not let you go out of my memory. See, your name is marked on my hands; your walls are ever before me.

For the mountains may be taken away, and the hills be moved out of their places, but my love will not be taken from you, or my agreement of peace broken, says the Lord, who has had mercy on you.

From far away he saw the Lord: my love for you is an eternal love: so with mercy I have made you come with me. I will again make new your buildings, O virgin of Israel, and you will take up your place: again you will take up your instruments of music, and go out in the dances of those who are glad.