²⁸ I go about blackened,^(A) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.^(B)

¹⁴     I went about mourning^(A)
    as though for my friend or brother.
I bowed my head in grief
    as though weeping for my mother.

⁹ I say to God my Rock,^(A)
    “Why have you forgotten^(B) me?
Why must I go about mourning,^(C)
    oppressed^(D) by the enemy?”^(E)