⁷ My eyes have grown dim with grief;^(A)
    my whole frame is but a shadow.^(B)

⁹ Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;^(A)
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,^(B)
    my soul and body^(C) with grief.

¹⁰ My heart pounds,^(A) my strength fails^(B) me;
    even the light has gone from my eyes.^(C)