מַה־תִּשְׁתּ֬וֹחֲחִ֨י ׀ נַפְשִׁי֮ וּֽמַה־תֶּהֱמִ֪י עָ֫לָ֥י הוֹחִ֣ילִי לֵֽ֭אלֹהִים כִּי־ע֣וֹד אוֹדֶ֑נּוּ יְשׁוּעֹ֥ת פָּ֝נַ֗י וֵֽאלֹהָֽי׃
Was bist du gebeugt, meine Seele und was jammerst du in mir? Harre auf Gott, denn noch werde ich ihm danken, dem Heil meines Antlitzes und meinem Gotte.
Siddur Sefard
Feel not ashamed or humiliated why are you bowed down, why do you moan? In you will take refuge the poor of my people;48 Others translate “The afflicted of my people will take refuge in you.” and the city will be rebuilt on its ancient site.