I am weary from my groaning; all night I make my bed swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.

i1 [To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.] i0 par How long will You forget me, O Jehovah? Forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?

Consider and answer me, O Jehovah my God; enlighten my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;

O My God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not answer; and in the nighttime, and am not silent.

who, in the days of His flesh, when He had offered up prayers and supplications, with vehement cries and tears to Him who had the power to save Him from death, and was heard because of His godly fear,

They also gave Me gall for my food; and in My thirst they gave Me vinegar to drink.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and My tongue clings to My jaws; and You have brought Me into the dust of death.

After this, Jesus, knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, I thirst!

My eyes fail for Your Word, saying, When will You comfort me?

My eyes have failed for Your salvation, and for the Word of Your righteousness.

Your sons and your daughters shall be given to another people, and your eyes shall look and fail with longing for them all day long; and there shall be no might in your hand.

But the eyes of the wicked will fail, and their place of escape shall perish; and their hope, as the expiring of the soul!

My face is flushed from weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

Like a twittering swallow, so I chatter; I mourn as a dove; my eyes look weakly to the heights. O Jehovah, I am distressed; be surety for me.

My eyes fail with tears; my stomach is upset; my liver is poured on the ground for the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the children and the babies faint in the streets of the city.

Let integrity and uprightness preserve me; for I have waited upon You.

And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.