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

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My eyes grow weak(A) with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

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Be gracious to me, Lord,
because I am in distress;(A)
my eyes are worn out from frustration—
my whole being[a] as well.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 31:9 Lit my soul and my belly

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.

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