My heart beats wildly, my strength fails, and I am going blind.
My eyes strain to see your rescue, to see the truth of your promise fulfilled.
I am dying from grief; my years are shortened by sadness. Sin has drained my strength; I am wasting away from within.
As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God.
My vision is blurred by grief; my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
I am exhausted from crying for help; my throat is parched. My eyes are swollen with weeping, waiting for my God to help me.
My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O Lord; I lift my hands to you for mercy.
My mind reels and my heart races. I longed for evening to come, but now I am terrified of the dark.
I have cried until the tears no longer come; my heart is broken. My spirit is poured out in agony as I see the desperate plight of my people. Little children and tiny babies are fainting and dying in the streets.