I am weary from my groaning; with my tears I dampen my bed and drench my couch every night.

我因唉哼而困乏；我每夜流泪，把床榻漂起，把褥子湿透。

我因呻吟而困乏；我每夜流泪，使床铺漂起，把褥子湿透。

我因呻吟而困乏；我每夜流泪，使床铺漂起，把褥子湿透。

我因哀叹心力交瘁，夜夜哭泣，泪漂床榻，湿透被褥。

我因悲叹而疲惫，我夜夜流泪，把床漂起，把床榻浸透。

我因叹息而困乏；每个夜晚，我的泪水使我的床榻漂浮，使我的床铺浸透。

我因唉哼而困乏；我每夜流淚，把牀榻漂起，把褥子濕透。

我因呻吟而困乏；我每夜流淚，使床鋪漂起，把褥子濕透。

我因呻吟而困乏；我每夜流淚，使床鋪漂起，把褥子濕透。

我因哀歎心力交瘁，夜夜哭泣，淚漂床榻，濕透被褥。

我因悲歎而疲憊，我夜夜流淚，把床漂起，把床榻浸透。

我因歎息而困乏；我每夜以眼淚使床漂浮着，把床榻濕透。

我因嘆息而困乏；每個夜晚，我的淚水使我的床榻漂浮，使我的床鋪浸透。

我身因欷歔而疲乏、每夜涕泣、濕我牀而沾我榻兮、

我困憊兮欷歔、終夜兮流涕、幃榻兮沾濡、

我因歎息、甚覺困乏、每夜流淚、霑濡我床、浸濕我榻、

死域誰念主。頌聲絕幽冥。

I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

My groaning has worn me out. All night long my tears flood my bed. My bed is wet because of my crying.

I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

I am worn out from sobbing. All night I flood my bed with weeping, drenching it with my tears.

I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I flood my couch with my tears.

I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.

I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

I am weary from my groaning; with my tears I dampen my pillow and drench my bed every night.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

I am exhausted as I groan; all night long I drench my bed in tears; my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

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

My tears have been my food day and night, while all day long people say to me,“ Where is your God?”

Lord, my every desire is in front of you; my sighing is not hidden from you.

My eyes flow with streams of tears because of the destruction of my dear people.My eyes overflow unceasingly, without end,until the LORD looks down from heaven and sees.

I sought the Lord in my day of trouble. My hands were continually lifted up all night long; I refused to be comforted.I think of God; I groan; I meditate; my spirit becomes weak. SelahYou have kept me from closing my eyes; I am troubled and cannot speak.I consider days of old, years long past.At night I remember my music; I meditate in my heart, and my spirit ponders.“ Will the Lord reject forever and never again show favor?Has his faithful love ceased forever? Is his promise at an end for all generations?Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?” Selah

My spirit is weak within me; my heart is overcome with dismay.I remember the days of old; I meditate on all you have done; I reflect on the work of your hands.I spread out my hands to you; I am like parched land before you. SelahAnswer me quickly, LORD; my spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, or I will be like those going down to the Pit.

I weep because of these things; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one nearby to comfort me, no one to keep me alive. My children are desolate because the enemy has prevailed.

My friends scoff at me as I weep before God.

She weeps bitterly during the night, with tears on her cheeks. There is no one to offer her comfort, not one from all her lovers. All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies.

My eyes are worn out from crying. LORD, I cry out to you all day long; I spread out my hands to you.

and stood behind him at his feet, weeping, and began to wash his feet with her tears. She wiped his feet with her hair, kissing them and anointing them with the perfume.

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.My heart is suffering, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.Because of the sound of my groaning, my flesh sticks to my bones.

“ Hear my prayer, LORD, and listen to my cry for help; do not be silent at my tears. For I am here with you as an alien, a temporary resident like all my ancestors.

You are to speak this word to them: Let my eyes overflow with tears; day and night may they not stop, for my dearest people have been destroyed by a crushing blow, an extremely severe wound.

I am disgusted with my life. I will give vent to my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.

So I have been made to inherit months of futility, and troubled nights have been assigned to me.

My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief because of the destruction of my dear people, because infants and nursing babies faint in the streets of the city.

Today also my complaint is bitter. His hand is heavy despite my groaning.

The hearts of the people cry out to the Lord. Wall of Daughter Zion, let your tears run down like a river day and night. Give yourself no relief and your eyes no rest.Arise, cry out in the night from the first watch of the night. Pour out your heart like water before the Lord’s presence. Lift up your hands to him for the lives of your children who are fainting from hunger at the head of every street.