This is the day that the Lord has made:
My soul is weary; my heart is faint.
This is the righteous gate of the Lord:
I hear the slander of many.
The Lord has done this;
it is marvellous to our eyes:
My life is consumed in anguish.
O Lord, save us. Grant us success:
My times, O God, are in Your hands.
Blessed is he who comes in the name –
To the Lord I lift my soul.
The Consolations of Writing 