(A)My eye wastes away because of grief;
It grows 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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Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble;
(A)My eye wastes away with grief,
Yes, my soul and my [a]body!

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 31:9 Lit. 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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