My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.
My eye has wasted away with grief; It has become old because of all my adversaries.
My vision is blurred by grief; my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
The sockets of my eyes are black holes; nearly blind, I squint and grope.
My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
My eyes waste away because of grief; they grow weak because of all my foes.
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies.
|NET © [draft] ITL|
|NET © Notes||
1 tn The Hebrew text has the singular “eye” here.
2 tn Or perhaps, “are swollen.”
3 tn Or perhaps, “grow old.”
4 sn In his weakened condition the psalmist is vulnerable to the taunts and threats of his enemies.