My eye wastes away because of affliction. Lord, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.
“If you would prepare your heart, And stretch out your hands toward Him;
Be merciful to me, O Lord, For I cry to You all day long.
I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You like a thirsty land. Selah
My heart pants, my strength fails me; As for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
Jesus wept.
Moreover the word of the Lord came to me, saying,
For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,
O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You.
Envoys will come out of Egypt; Ethiopia will quickly stretch out her hands to God.
Evening and morning and at noon I will pray, and cry aloud, And He shall hear my voice.
If we had forgotten the name of our God, Or stretched out our hands to a foreign god,
My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say to me, “Where is your God?”
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies.
My eye has also grown dim because of sorrow, And all my members are like shadows.
My friends scorn me; My eyes pour out tears to God.
Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, And whom God has hedged in?
Those also who seek my life lay snares for me; Those who seek my hurt speak of destruction, And plan deception all the day long.
He has hedged me in so that I cannot get out; He has made my chain heavy.