Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am in trouble; my eyes are tired from so much crying; I am completely worn out.

I am exhausted by sorrow, and weeping has shortened my life. I am weak from all my troubles; even my bones are wasting away.

My heart is pounding, my strength is gone, and my eyes have lost their brightness.

my eyes are weak from suffering. LORD, every day I call to you and lift my hands to you in prayer.

My grief has almost made me blind; my arms and legs are as thin as shadows.

We are sick at our very hearts and can hardly see through our tears,

When I did not confess my sins, I was worn out from crying all day long.