My heart is throbbing, my strength has forsaken me; And the light of my eyes also is not with me.
My eyes have pined away for Your deliverance, And for the word of Your righteousness.
For my life is consumed in sorrow, And my years in sighing; My strength fails because of my crookedness, And my bones have become old.
As a deer longs for the water streams, So my being longs for You, O Elohim.
My eye has grown dim because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
I am worn out from my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes grow dim As I wait for my Elohim.
My eye grows dim because of affliction. יהוה, I have called upon You, all day long; I have stretched out my hands to You.
My heart reeled, horror overwhelmed me; the night for which I longed He turned into fear for me.
My eyes are spent with tears, My inward parts ferment, My bile has been poured on the ground Because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, As children and the infants languish In the streets of the city.