But the eyes of the wicked will fail; all way of escape will be lost to them, and their hope is to breathe their last.”
Psalm 69:3 - Revised Standard Version I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God. Dugang nga mga bersyonKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail with waiting [hopefully] for my God. American Standard Version (1901) I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. Common English Bible I am tired of crying. My throat is hoarse. My eyes are exhausted with waiting for my God. Catholic Public Domain Version May those who seek my soul be confounded and awed. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul: |
But the eyes of the wicked will fail; all way of escape will be lost to them, and their hope is to breathe their last.”
My eyes fail with watching for thy salvation, and for the fulfilment of thy righteous promise.
My eyes fail with watching for thy promise; I ask, “When wilt thou comfort me?”
my strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; thou dost lay me in the dust of death.
O my God, I cry by day, but thou dost not answer; and by night, but find no rest.
He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.
They gave me poison for food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
Thy wrath lies heavy upon me, and thou dost overwhelm me with all thy waves. Selah
Like a swallow or a crane I clamor, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be thou my security!
My eyes are spent with weeping; my soul is in tumult; my heart is poured out in grief because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because infants and babes faint in the streets of the city.
After this Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfil the scripture), “I thirst.”
Your sons and your daughters shall be given to another people, while your eyes look on and fail with longing for them all the day; and it shall not be in the power of your hand to prevent it.
In the days of his flesh, Jesus offered up prayers and supplications, with loud cries and tears, to him who was able to save him from death, and he was heard for his godly fear.