And from sorrow my eye has grown dim, and all my members are like shadows.
My face is reddened from weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
My friends are they that scorn me; my eyes pour out tears to Eloah.
And You have plucked me, and it is a witness. And my failure rises up against me, it bears witness to my face.
My body is covered with worms and dirt, my skin is cracked and it festers.
I have gone like a lengthening shadow, I have been driven away like a locust.
My eye has grown dim because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
Depart from me, all you workers of wickedness; For יהוה has heard the voice of my weeping.
For who knows what is good for man in life, all the days of his futile life, which he passes like a shadow? For who declares to man what shall be after him, under the sun?
Because of this our heart has been sick, Because of these our eyes have become dim,