Psalm 88:9

English Standard Version

9 my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O Lord; I spread out my hands to you. (Job11%3A13; Ps6%3A7)

New International Version

9 my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, Lord, every day; I spread out my hands to you.

New Int. Readers Version

9 I'm crying so much I can't see very well. Lord, I call out to you every day. I lift up my hands to you in prayer.

King James Version

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