His Compassions Fail Not — Lamentations 3:19–24

Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.

This I recall to my mind; therefore have I hope.

It is of Jehovah's lovingkindnesses that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness.

Jehovah is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.