Psalm 6:7

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

Mine eye, consum'd with grief, grows old, Because of all mine enemies.

Cross References

Psalm 38:10

My heart doth pant incessantly, my strength doth quite decay; As for mine eyes, their wonted light is from me gone away.

Psalm 88:9

By reason of affliction mine eye mourns dolefully: To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch my hands continually.

Psalm 32:3

When as I did refrain my speech, and silent was my tongue, My bones then waxed old, because I roared all day long.

Psalm 69:4

Those men that do without a cause bear hatred unto me, Than are the hairs upon my head in number more they be: They that would me destroy, and are mine en'mies wrongfully, Are mighty: so what I took not, to render forc'd was I.