⁸² My eyes are full of weariness with searching for your word, saying, When will you give me comfort?

³ I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.

¹²³ My eyes are wasted with desire for your salvation, and for the word of your righteousness.

³² Your sons and your daughters will be given to another people, and your eyes will be wasted away with looking and weeping for them all the day: and you will have no power to do anything.

¹⁷ Give me a sign for good; so that my haters may see it and be shamed; because you, Lord, have been my help and comfort.

¹³ Come back, O Lord; how long? let your purpose for your servants be changed.

¹⁴ In the morning give us your mercy in full measure; so that we may have joy and delight all our days.

¹⁵ Make us glad in reward for the days of our sorrow, and for the years in which we have seen evil.

¹² Hope put off is a weariness to the heart; but when what is desired comes, it is a tree of life.

¹¹ I said, I will not see the Lord, even the Lord in the land of the living: I will not see man again or those living in the world.

¹¹ My eyes are wasted with weeping, the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved, my inner parts are drained out on the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because of the young children and babies at the breast who are falling without strength in the open squares of the town.