Psalms 69:3
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I am weary from my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
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I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.
My eyes fail, looking for Your promise; I ask, “When will You comfort me?”
My eyes fail, looking for Your salvation, and for Your righteous promise.
I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”
Your sons and daughters will be given to another nation, while your eyes grow weary looking for them day after day, with no power in your hand.
May integrity and uprightness preserve me, because I wait for You.
I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.
During the days of Jesus’ earthly life, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One who could save Him from death, and He was heard because of His reverence.
My face is red with weeping, and deep shadows ring my eyes;