Psalms 88:9

⁹My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, LORD. I have spread out my hands to you.

⁹Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

⁹My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.

⁹^[+] I've cried my eyes out begging you every day for your help, Lord, holding out my hands to you.

¹³“If you set your heart aright, stretch out your hands toward him.

¹⁰My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

³Be merciful to me, Lord, for I call to you all day long.

⁶I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

³My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

¹¹Moreover the LORD’s word came to me, saying,

³¹Princes shall come out of Egypt. Ethiopia shall hurry to stretch out her hands to God.

¹LORD, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.

²⁰My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

⁷My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.