16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.
13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14 He breaketh me — breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
15 Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
16 My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade.
17 Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
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 my eyelids is the shadow of death;