My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.
My heart throbs; my strength fails me, and the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.
My eye has grown dim from vexation, and all my members are like a shadow.
For this our heart has become sick, for these things our eyes have grown dim,
my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O Lord; I spread out my hands to you.
For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye is wasted from grief; my soul and my body also. For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.
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