16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
13 His archers compass me round about, he splits my reins asunder, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach, he runs on me like a giant.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, cover not you my blood, and let my cry have no place.
16:16My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16:16My face is red with weeping, deep shadows ring my eyes;
16:16My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
16:16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16:16My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16:16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16:16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids are the shades of death;
16:16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
16:16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.