My eyes have grown weak because I’m so sad. My body is so thin it hardly casts a shadow.
My face is red from crying. I have dark circles under my eyes.
My go-between is my friend as I pour out my tears to God.
People can see the condition he has put me in. My thin body stands as a witness against me.
My body is covered with worms and sores. My skin is broken. It has boils all over it.
I fade away like an evening shadow. I’m like a locust that someone brushes off.
I’m so sad I can’t see very well. My eyesight gets worse because of all my enemies.
Get away from me, all you who do evil. The Lord has heard my weeping.
Who knows what’s good for a person? They live for only a few meaningless days. They pass through life like a shadow. Who can tell them what will happen on earth after they are gone?
So our hearts are weak. Our eyes can’t see very clearly.