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สดุดี 6:7
My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes. (niv)
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สดุดี 88:9
my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, Lord, every day; I spread out my hands to you. (niv)
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สดุดี 69:3
I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God. (niv)
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สดุดี 119:123
My eyes fail, looking for your salvation, looking for your righteous promise. (niv)
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1ซามูเอล 14:27-29
But Jonathan had not heard that his father had bound the people with the oath, so he reached out the end of the staff that was in his hand and dipped it into the honeycomb. He raised his hand to his mouth, and his eyes brightened.Then one of the soldiers told him,“ Your father bound the army under a strict oath, saying,‘ Cursed be anyone who eats food today!’ That is why the men are faint.”Jonathan said,“ My father has made trouble for the country. See how my eyes brightened when I tasted a little of this honey. (niv)
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เพลงคร่ำครวญ 2:11
My eyes fail from weeping, I am in torment within; my heart is poured out on the ground because my people are destroyed, because children and infants faint in the streets of the city. (niv)
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สดุดี 42:1
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. (niv)
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อิสยาห์ 21:4
My heart falters, fear makes me tremble; the twilight I longed for has become a horror to me. (niv)
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สดุดี 31:10
My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak. (niv)
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สดุดี 143:4-7
So my spirit grows faint within me; my heart within me is dismayed.I remember the days of long ago; I meditate on all your works and consider what your hands have done.I spread out my hands to you; I thirst for you like a parched land.Answer me quickly, Lord; my spirit fails. Do not hide your face from me or I will be like those who go down to the pit. (niv)
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เพลงคร่ำครวญ 5:16-17
The crown has fallen from our head. Woe to us, for we have sinned!Because of this our hearts are faint, because of these things our eyes grow dim (niv)
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สดุดี 119:81-83
My soul faints with longing for your salvation, but I have put my hope in your word.My eyes fail, looking for your promise; I say,“ When will you comfort me?”Though I am like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your decrees. (niv)