I am weary with my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes fail while I wait for my God.
Psalms 69:3
Surrounding context
69:2 I sink in deep mire, Where there is no standing; I have come into deep waters, Where the floods overflow me.
69:3 I am weary with my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes fail while I wait for my God.
69:4 Those who hate me without a cause Are more than the hairs of my head; They are mighty who would destroy me, Being my enemies wrongfully; Though I have stolen nothing, I still must restore it.