my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O Lord; I spread out my hands to you.
“If you prepare your heart, you will stretch out your hands toward him.
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for to you do I cry all the day.
My heart throbs; my strength fails me, and the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.
I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah
My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”
Jesus wept.
Then the word of the Lord came to me:
my eyes flow with rivers of tears because of the destruction of the daughter of my people. “My eyes will flow without ceasing, without respite,
For I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,
A Song. A Psalm of the Sons of Korah. To the choirmaster: according to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord, God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you.
Nobles shall come from Egypt; Cush shall hasten to stretch out her hands to God.
Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complaint and moan, and he hears my voice.
If we had forgotten the name of our God or spread out our hands to a foreign god,
My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.
My eye has grown dim from vexation, and all my members are like a shadow.
My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God,
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