Psalms 6:7
My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
My eyes grow dim from suffering; they grow weak because of all my enemies.
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7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
11I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbors, and a fear to my acquaintances: those who saw me outside fled from me.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
16My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
51My eye affects my heart because of all the daughters of my city.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
48My eye pours out rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49My eye flows ceaselessly, without intermission,
20My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
7But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
8You have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me, and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
9He tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
8My enemies reproach me all day long; those who are mad against me are sworn against me.
9My eye mourns by reason of affliction; LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
11My eye also shall see my desire on my enemies, and my ears shall hear my desire of the wicked who rise up against me.
82My eyes fail with longing for Your word, saying, 'When will You comfort me?'
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
3Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: enlighten my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
4Lest my enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those who trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
10For my enemies speak against me; and those who lie in wait for my soul take counsel together,
3For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
19Consider my enemies, for they are many, and they hate me with cruel hatred.
7For He has delivered me out of all trouble: and my eye has seen its desire upon my enemies.
7Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
8The eye of him who has seen me shall see me no more; your eyes are upon me, and I am not.
3Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
9From the wicked who oppress me, from my deadly enemies who surround me.
123My eyes fail from seeking Your salvation and Your righteous word.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2Are there not mockers with me? And does not my eye continue in their provocation?
5My enemies speak evil of me, 'When shall he die, and his name perish?'
4You hold my eyes wide awake: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
8But my eyes are upon you, O GOD the Lord; in you is my trust; do not leave my soul destitute.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
19Let not my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; neither let those who hate me without cause wink with the eye.
5Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yes, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay my honor in the dust. Selah.
139My zeal has consumed me, because my enemies have forgotten Your words.
2My enemies would daily swallow me up, for there are many who fight against me, O Most High.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.