Lamentation

I'm broken before the Lord, seeing the many ways in which I have sinned and grieved Him. The tears have been flowing for a while now as I see and realize the ways I have acted, taking things into my own hands that never should've been. This passage speaks near and dear to my heart in this time...

But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope:
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end
they are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.
"The Lord is my portion," says my soul, "therefore I will hope in him."
The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.
It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth.
Let him sit alone in silence when it is laid upon him;
let him put his mouth in the dust--there may yet be hope;
let him give his cheek to the one who strikes, and let him be filled with insults.
For the Lord will not cast off forever,
but though he cause grief, he will have compassion according to the abundance of his steadfast love,
for he does not willingly afflict or grieve the children of men...
Who has spoken and it came to pass, unless the Lord has commanded it?
Is it not from the mouth of the Most High that good and bad come?
Why should a living man complain, a man, about the punishment of his sins?
Let us test and examine our ways and return to the Lord!

Lamentations 3:21-33, 37-40