My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say, “When will you comfort me?”
My eyes grow tired as I wait for your deliverance, for your reliable promise to be fulfilled.
I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
Show me evidence of your favor! Then those who hate me will see it and be ashamed, for you, O Lord, will help me and comfort me.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is like a tree of life.
“I thought, ‘I will no longer see the Lord in the land of the living, I will no longer look on humankind with the inhabitants of the world.
My eyes are worn out from weeping; my stomach is in knots. My heart is poured out on the ground due to the destruction of my helpless people; children and infants faint in the town squares. ל (Lamed)
Your sons and daughters will be given to another people while you look on in vain all day, and you will be powerless to do anything about it.