⁹ Mine eye hath grieved because of affliction, I called Thee, O Jehovah, all the day, I have spread out unto Thee my hands.

¹³ If thou -- thou hast prepared thy heart, And hast spread out unto Him thy hands,

⁶ I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul `is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.

³ Favour me, O Lord, for to Thee I call all the day.

¹⁰ My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

³⁵ Jesus wept.

¹¹ And there is a word of Jehovah unto me, saying:

⁴⁸ Rivulets of water go down my eye, For the destruction of the daughter of my people.

⁴⁹ Mine eye is poured out, And doth not cease without intermission,

⁹ Because ashes as bread I have eaten, And my drink with weeping have mingled,

¹ A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah, to the Overseer, `Concerning the Sickness of Afflictions.' -- An instruction, by Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, God of my salvation, Daily I have cried, nightly before Thee,

³¹ Come do fat ones out of Egypt, Cush causeth her hands to run to God.

¹⁷ Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He heareth my voice,

²⁰ If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our hands to a strange God,

³ My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'

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

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

²⁰ My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: