King James Version
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.New International Version
When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands and my soul refused to be comforted.Catholic Public Domain Version
In the days of my tribulation, I sought God, with my hands opposite him in the night, and I was not deceived. My soul refused to be consoled