³ My tears^(A) have been my food
    day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
    “Where is your God?”^(B)

⁴ These things I remember
    as I pour out my soul:^(A)
how I used to go to the house of God^(B)
    under the protection of the Mighty One^[a]
with shouts of joy^(C) and praise^(D)
    among the festive throng.^(E)