Psalm 31:8–10

8 You have not given me into the hands of the enemy

but have set my feet in a spacious place.

9 Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;

my eyes grow weak with sorrow,

my soul and body with grief.

10 My life is consumed by anguish

and my years by groaning;

my strength fails because of my affliction,

and my bones grow weak.

8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy:

Thou hast set my feet in a large room.

9 Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble:

Mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing:

My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

8 You have not handed me over to my enemies

but have set me in a safe place.

9 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am in distress.

Tears blur my eyes.

My body and soul are withering away.

10 I am dying from grief;

my years are shortened by sadness.

Sin has drained my strength;

I am wasting away from within.

8 And have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy;

You have set my feet in a wide place.

9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble;

My eye wastes away with grief,

Yes, my soul and my body!

10 For my life is spent with grief,

And my years with sighing;

My strength fails because of my iniquity,

And my bones waste away.

8 You have not handed me over to my enemies

but have set me in a safe place.

9 Lord, have mercy, because I am in misery.

My eyes are weak from so much crying,

and my whole being is tired from grief.

10 My life is ending in sadness,

and my years are spent in crying.

My troubles are using up my strength,

and my bones are getting weaker.

8 And thou hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy;

Thou hast set my feet in a large place.

9 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress:

Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow,

And my years with sighing:

My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,

And my bones are wasted away.

8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large place.

9 Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am in trouble: mine eye wasteth away with vexation, my soul and my belly. 10 For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted.

8 You have not handed me over to the enemy. 

You have set my feet in a place where I can move freely. 

9 Have pity on me, O Lord, because I am in distress. 

My eyes, my soul, and my body waste away from grief. 

10 My life is exhausted from sorrow, 

my years from groaning. 

My strength staggers under ⸤the weight of⸥ my guilt, 

and my bones waste away. 

8 and have not handed me over to the enemy.

You have set my feet in a spacious place.

9 Be gracious to me, Lord,

because I am in distress;

my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—

my whole being as well.

10 Indeed, my life is consumed with grief

and my years with groaning;

my strength has failed

because of my sinfulness,

and my bones waste away.

8 and have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy;

you have set my feet in a broad place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

my eye wastes away from grief,

my soul and body also.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow

and my years with sighing;

my strength fails because of my misery,

and my bones waste away.

8 And you have not delivered me

into the hand of the enemy.

You have set my feet in a broad place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Yahweh,

because I have distress.

My eye wastes away because of vexation,

along with my soul and my body.

10 For my life is at an end with sorrow,

and my years with sighing.

My strength stumbles because of my iniquity,

and my bones waste away.

8 You have not handed me over to the enemy.

You have put me in a wide and safe place.

9 Lord, show me your favor. I’m in deep trouble.

I’m so sad I can hardly see.

My whole body grows weak with sadness.

10 Pain has taken over my life.

My years are spent in groaning.

I have no strength because I’m hurting so much.

My body is getting weaker and weaker.

8 And You have not given me over into the hand of the enemy;

You have set my feet in a large place.

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;

My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body also.

10 For my life is spent with sorrow

And my years with sighing;

My strength has failed because of my iniquity,

And my body has wasted away.