Psalm 31:9

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Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.

And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.

While we exist -- consumed are our eyes for our vain help, In our watch-tower we have watched for a nation that saveth not.

For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.

To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

A Psalm of David, 'To cause to remember.' Jehovah, in Thy wrath reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.

And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof is every morning.

For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.

For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.

Inhabitants of dark places and death-shade, Prisoners of affliction and of iron,

And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones is enduring.