"Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly."
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Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:
O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
O lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.
Which my lips have uttered, and my mouth hath spoken, when I was in trouble.
For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron;
As for us, our eyes as yet failed for our vain help: in our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save us.
For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am in trouble: mine eye wasteth away with vexation, my soul and my belly.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
\31:8\And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my foot in a large room.
Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.