I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.

I am weary with my crying, my throat is parched; mine eyes fail while I wait for my¹ God.

I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dried. My eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.

I am weary from my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

I am sunk in deep mire, where there is no standing; I am come into deep waters, and the flood overwhelmeth me.

I am weary of my crying; my throat is dried; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary with my calling out; my throat is parched. My eyes are exhausted in my waiting for my God.

I am weary from my crying, my throat is scorched; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary from my crying; my throat is dried; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

I am weary with crying; my throat is parched; Mine eyes are wasted, while I wait for my God.

I am weary of crying, my throat is parched, my eyes are wasted with waiting for God.

I am weary of crying, my throat is parched, my eyes are wasted with waiting for God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my Elohim.

I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat,—Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: my eyes fail while I wait for my God.