⁷ My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.

¹⁶ My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;

⁷ My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.

⁸ It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

⁹ Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.

¹⁰ My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.

²³ I am gone like the shade when it is stretched out: I am forced out of my place like a locust.

¹² Who is able to say what is good for man in life all the days of his foolish life which he goes through like a shade? who will say what is to be after him under the sun?

¹⁷ Because of this our hearts are feeble; for these things our eyes are dark;