³ I am ^(A)weary with my calling out; my throat is parched;
My ^(B)eyes fail while I wait for my God.

¹²³ My ^(A)eyes fail with longing for Your salvation
And for Your righteous ^[a]word.

^14 (A)Like a swallow, like a crane, so I chirped;
I ^(B)moan like a dove;
My ^(C)eyes look wistfully to the heights;
O Lord, I am oppressed, be my ^(D)security.

¹¹ My ^(A)eyes fail because of tears;
My ^[a](B)inmost being is greatly disturbed;
My ^[b](C)heart is poured out on the earth
^(D)Because of the ^[c]destruction of the daughter of my people,
When ^(E)infants and nursing babies faint
In the open squares of the city.