My eyes are wearied for Your salvation, and for the Word of Your righteousness.
VAU: By Your salvation, according to Your Word, let Your mercies come to me, O Jehovah.
My soul waits for the Lord more than those watching for the morning; yea, those watching for the morning.
O Jehovah, answer me quickly; my spirit is spent; do not hide Your face from me lest I be compared with the ones who go down to the Pit.
I am weary from my crying, my throat is burnt; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
While we exist, our eyes fail for our vain help. In our watching, we have watched for a nation; it does not save.