Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; My eye wastes away with grief, Yes, my soul and my body!
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies.
My eye wastes away because of affliction. Lord, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.
My flesh and my heart fail; But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Because of this our heart is faint; Because of these things our eyes grow dim;
Still our eyes failed us, Watching vainly for our help; In our watching we watched For a nation that could not save us.
Those who sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, Bound in affliction and irons—
For all day long I have been plagued, And chastened every morning.
Which my lips have uttered And my mouth has spoken when I was in trouble.
For our soul is bowed down to the dust; Our body clings to the ground.
My eye has also grown dim because of sorrow, And all my members are like shadows.
He also brought me out into a broad place; He delivered me because He delighted in me.
The Lord rewarded me according to my righteousness; According to the cleanness of my hands He has recompensed me.
I have pursued my enemies and overtaken them; Neither did I turn back again till they were destroyed.