³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

¹⁴ Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; my eyes fail [with looking] upward: Lord, I am oppressed, be my collateral.

⁸² My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.

¹²³ My eyes fail looking for your salvation, For your righteous word.

³² Your sons and your daughters shall be given to another people; and your eyes shall look, and fail with longing for them all the day: and there shall be nothing in the power of your hand.

¹⁵ My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

⁷ He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,

²⁸ After this, Jesus, seeing{NU, TR read "knowing" instead of "seeing"} that all things were now finished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, "I am thirsty."

¹¹ My eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled; My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, Because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

²¹ They also gave me gall for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

⁷ Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

²¹ Let integrity and uprightness preserve me, For I wait for you.

² My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; In the night season, and am not silent.

¹ > How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

² How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?

³ Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;

¹⁶ My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.

²⁰ But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, They shall have no way to flee; Their hope shall be the giving up of the spirit."