⁷ And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.

¹⁶ My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.

⁷ Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

⁸ And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

⁹ Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

¹⁰ For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

²³ As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.

¹² For who knoweth what `is' good for a man in life, the number of the days of the life of his vanity, and he maketh them as a shadow? for who declareth to man what is after him under the sun?

¹⁷ For this hath our heart been sick, For these have our eyes been dim.