Psalms 88:9
Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
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1[A Song, a Psalm of the sons of Korah; for the Chief Musician; set to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite]. O Jehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee.
2Let my prayer enter into thy presence; Incline thine ear unto my cry.
3For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.
7Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. {{Selah
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
13But unto thee, O Jehovah, have I cried; And in the morning shall my prayer come before thee.
14Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
7Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
3Be merciful unto me, O Lord; For unto thee do I cry all the day long.
15Mine eyes are ever toward Jehovah; For he will pluck my feet out of the net.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
6I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul [thirsteth] after thee, as a weary land. {{Selah
8I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:
3I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
1[[ A Psalm] of David]. Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call: My rock, be not thou deaf unto me; Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
2Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, When I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
1[A Psalm of David]. Jehovah, I have called upon thee; Make haste unto me: Give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee.
82Mine eyes fail for thy word, While I say, When wilt thou comfort me?
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
13Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction [which I suffer] of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
22As for me, I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: Nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications When I cried unto thee.
20Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
21They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: Thou wilt bring the day that thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; And do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
8For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; leave not my soul destitute.
14Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail [with looking] upward: O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
16For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.
2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
20My friends scoff at me: [But] mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
6I have called upon thee, for thou wilt answer me, O God: Incline thine ear unto me, [and] hear my speech.
1[Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer]. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
4Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
4And I said, I am cast out from before thine eyes; Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
2Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress: Incline thine ear unto me; In the day when I call answer me speedily.
49Mine eye poureth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
8Yea, when I cry, and call for help, he shutteth out my prayer.
17For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.