Psalm 31:9; Psalm 88:9; Psalm 38:10; Job 17:7; Lamentations 2:11; Lamentations 5:17

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am gin distress;

hmy eye is wasted from grief;

my soul and my body also.

smy eye grows dim through sorrow.

Every day I call upon you, O Lord;

I tspread out my hands to you.

10  My heart throbs; my strength fails me,

and xthe light of my eyesit also has gone from me.

My peye has grown dim from vexation,

and all my members are like qa shadow.

11  rMy eyes are spent with weeping;

smy stomach churns;

tmy bile is poured out to the ground

ubecause of the destruction of the daughter of my people,

vbecause infants and babies wfaint

in the streets of the city.

17  For this tour heart has become sick,

for these things uour eyes have grown dim,