اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 77:2

فِي يَوْمِ ضِيْقِي ٱلْتَمَسْتُ ٱلرَّبَّ. يَدِي فِي ٱللَّيْلِ ٱنْبَسَطَتْ وَلَمْ تَخْدَرْ. أَبَتْ نَفْسِي ٱلتَّعْزِيَةَ.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.