Psalm 6:6-8

The Voice

⁶ I’m exhausted. I cannot even speak, my voice fading as sighs.
    Every day ends in the same place—lying in bed, covered in tears,
    my pillow wet with sorrow.
⁷ My eyes burn, devoured with grief;
    they grow weak as I constantly watch for my enemies.

⁸ All who are evil, stay away from me
    because the Eternal hears my voice, listens as I cry.