My eyes are worn out from crying. Lord, I cry out to You all day long; I spread out my hands to You.

我的眼睛因困苦而干瘪。耶和华啊，我天天求告你，向你举手。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和华啊，我天天求告你，向你举手。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和华啊，我天天求告你，向你举手。

我的眼睛因哭泣而视力模糊。耶和华啊，我天天呼求你，举手向你呼求。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和华啊，我天天向你呼求，向你举手祷告。

我的眼睛因苦难而干瘪；耶和华啊，我每天呼求你，向你展开双手！

我的眼睛因困苦而乾癟。耶和華啊，我天天求告你，向你舉手。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和華啊，我天天求告你，向你舉手。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和華啊，我天天求告你，向你舉手。

我的眼睛因哭泣而視力模糊。耶和華啊，我天天呼求你，舉手向你呼求。

我的眼睛因困苦而昏花；耶和華啊，我天天向你呼求，向你舉手禱告。

我的眼力因困苦而衰弱。永恆主啊，我天天呼求你，向你張開着手而禱告。

我的眼睛因苦難而衰竭；耶和華啊，我每天呼求你，向你展開雙手！

因遭患難、我目昏眊、耶和華歟、我日籲爾、向爾舉手兮、

余困苦而目眯、終日祈求、舉手向爾兮、

我因受苦、眼目昏花、我終日呼籲主、向主舉手、

相識日以疎。視我為不祥。身困重重縛。末由脫其繮。

my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, Lord, every day; I spread out my hands to you.

I’m crying so much I can’t see very well. Lord, I call out to you every day. I lift up my hands to you in prayer.

my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O Lord; I spread out my hands to you.

My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O Lord; I lift my hands to you for mercy.

My eyes are worn out from crying. LORD, I cry out to you all day long; I spread out my hands to you.

My eye grows dim from misery; I have called upon You every day, Lord; I have spread out my hands to You.

My eye wastes away because of affliction. Lord, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.

Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O Jehovah; I have spread forth my hands unto thee.

Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

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.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

As for you, if you redirect your heart and lift up your hands to Him in prayer—

I spread out my hands to You; I am like parched land before You. Selah

Be gracious to me, Lord, for I call to You all day long.

My heart races, my strength leaves me, and even the light of my eyes has faded.

My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.

My tears have been my food day and night, while all day long people say to me,“ Where is your God?”

Ambassadors will come from Egypt; Cush will stretch out its hands to God.

Jesus wept.

My eyes are swollen from grief; they grow old because of all my enemies.

Lord, God of my salvation, I cry out before You day and night.

My friends scoff at me as I weep before God.

The word of the Lord came to me:

My eyes flow with streams of tears because of the destruction of my dear people.My eyes overflow unceasingly, without end,

If we had forgotten the name of our God and spread out our hands to a foreign god,

I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears

I complain and groan morning, noon, and night, and He hears my voice.