⁷ But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

³ Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for the Lord hath added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.