My heart is pounding. I have lost my strength. Even the light of my eyes has left me.
My eyes blur from grief. They fail because of my enemies.
My eyes grow weak because of my suffering. All day long I call out to you, O Lord. I stretch out my hands to you ⌞in prayer⌟.
I am exhausted from crying for help. My throat is hoarse. My eyes are strained ⌞from⌟ looking for my God.
My eyes are worn out with tears. My stomach is churning. My heart is poured out on the ground because of the destruction of my people. Little children and infants faint in the city streets.
I’m confused. I’m shaking with terror. The twilight hours I longed for make me tremble.
My eyes are strained from looking for you to save me and from looking for the fulfillment of your righteous promise.
As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God.
My life is exhausted from sorrow, my years from groaning. My strength staggers under ⌞the weight of⌟ my guilt, and my bones waste away.