Be gracious to me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress; my eye has wasted away with grief, my soul and my belly.
and He brought me out to a broad place; He delivered me, for He delighted in me.
And my eye is dim from grief; and all my members are all of them like a shadow.
Those who live in the darkness, and in the shadow of death, being prisoners in affliction and iron,
Jehovah rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands He has repaid me.
I have pursued my enemies and have overtaken them; and I did not turn back until they were finished.
For our soul bows down to the dust; our belly holds fast to the earth.
My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all those distressing me.
which my lips have opened, and my mouth has spoken in my trouble.
For all the day I was stricken; and my chastening is at the mornings.
My flesh and my heart waste away; God is the rock of my heart and my portion forever.
My eye mourns because of affliction; O Jehovah, I have called on You every day; I have spread out my palms to You.
While we exist, our eyes fail for our vain help. In our watching, we have watched for a nation; it does not save.
For this our heart is faint; our eyes are dim for these things.