⁷ My eyes grow weak^(A) with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

⁸ The precepts of the Lord are right,^(A)
    giving joy^(B) to the heart.
The commands of the Lord are radiant,
    giving light to the eyes.^(C)

⁹     my eyes^(A) are dim with grief.

I call^(B) to you, Lord, every day;
    I spread out my hands^(C) to you.