¹⁵ Lord, you understand;
    remember me and care for me.
    Avenge me on my persecutors.^(A)
You are long-suffering^(B)—do not take me away;
    think of how I suffer reproach for your sake.^(C)
16 When your words came, I ate^(D) them;
    they were my joy and my heart’s delight,^(E)
for I bear your name,^(F)
    Lord God Almighty.
¹⁷ I never sat^(G) in the company of revelers,
    never made merry with them;
I sat alone because your hand^(H) was on me
    and you had filled me with indignation.
¹⁸ Why is my pain unending
    and my wound grievous and incurable?^(I)
You are to me like a deceptive brook,
    like a spring that fails.^(J)