Salmos 6

I have labored in my groaning. Every night, with my tears, I will wash my bed and drench my blanket.

Mis ojos están carcomidos de descontento; hanse envejecido á causa de todos mis angustiadores.

Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.