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Psalms 6:7
My eyes grow dim from suffering; they grow weak because of all my enemies.
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Psalms 88:9
My eyes grow weak because of oppression. I call out to you, O LORD, all day long; I spread out my hands in prayer to you.
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Psalms 69:3
I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
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Psalms 119:123
My eyes grow tired as I wait for your deliverance, for your reliable promise to be fulfilled.
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1 Samuel 14 27-1 Samuel 14 29
But Jonathan had not heard about the oath his father had made the army take. He extended the end of his staff that was in his hand and dipped it in the honeycomb. When he ate it, his eyes gleamed.Then someone from the army informed him,“ Your father put the army under a strict oath saying,‘ Cursed be the man who eats food today!’ That is why the army is tired.”Then Jonathan said,“ My father has caused trouble for the land. See how my eyes gleamed when I tasted just a little of this honey.
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Lamentations 2:11
My eyes are worn out from weeping; my stomach is in knots. My heart is poured out on the ground due to the destruction of my helpless people; children and infants faint in the town squares.ל( Lamed)
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Psalms 42:1
As a deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God!
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Isaiah 21:4
My heart palpitates, I shake in fear; the twilight I desired has brought me terror.
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Psalms 31:10
For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
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Psalms 143:4-7
My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.I recall the old days; I meditate on all you have done; I reflect on your accomplishments.I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.Answer me quickly, LORD! My strength is fading. Do not reject me, or I will join those descending into the grave.
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Lamentations 5:16-17
The crown has fallen from our head; woe to us, for we have sinned!Because of this, our hearts are sick; because of these things, we can hardly see through our tears.
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Psalms 119:81-83
I desperately long for your deliverance. I find hope in your word.My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say,“ When will you comfort me?”For I am like a wineskin dried up in smoke. I do not forget your statutes.