I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.

Απεκαμον εν τω στεναγμω μου· ολην την νυκτα λουω την κλινην μου· με τα δακρυα μου καταβρεχω την στρωμνην μου.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.