7 My eyes grow weak with sorrow;

they fail because of all my foes.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief;

it grows weak because of all my foes.

7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief;

It waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

7 My vision is blurred by grief;

my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief;

It grows old because of all my enemies.

7 My eyes are weak from so much crying;

they are weak from crying about my enemies.

7 Mine eye wasteth away because of grief;

It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.

7 Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.

7 My eyes blur from grief. 

They fail because of my enemies. 

7 My eyes are swollen from grief;

they grow old because of all my enemies.

7 My eyes waste away because of grief;

they grow weak because of all my foes.

7 My eye wastes away because of vexation;

it grows old because of all my oppressors.

7 I’m so sad I can’t see very well.

My eyesight gets worse because of all of my enemies.