Psalms 6:7
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
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7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
9Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
11Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
6I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.
16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
51My eye affects my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.
10My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, For Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
3I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
48My eye runs down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49My eye pours down, and doesn't cease, without any intermission,
20My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me, It testifies to my face.
9He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
8My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
9My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
11My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
82My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?
3Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;
4Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.
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 proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
10For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
3For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
19Consider my enemies, for they are many. They hate me with cruel hatred.
7For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
8The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.
3Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.
9From the wicked who oppress me, My deadly enemies, who surround me.
123My eyes fail looking for your salvation, For your righteous word.
1"My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
2Surely there are mockers with me, My eye dwells on their provocation.
5My enemies speak evil against me: "When will he die, and his name perish?"
4You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
8For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
14I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, My bones stick to my skin.
3My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
19Don't let those who are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; Neither let them wink with the eye who hate me without a cause.
5Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; Yes, let him tread my life down to the earth, And lay my glory in the dust. Selah.
139My zeal wears me out, Because my enemies ignore your words.
2My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, For they are many who fight proudly against me.
16"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.