Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

My heart pants, my strength fails me: as for the light of my eyes, it also is gone from me.

My eye mourns by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands unto you.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.

For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.

When I kept silence, my bones grew old through my groaning all the day long.