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

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

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

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

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

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

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.