I am weary with my groaning; all night I soak my pillow with tears, I drench my couch with my weeping.
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
I’m worn out from groaning. Every night, I drench my bed with tears; I soak my couch all the way through.
For there is no one in death who would be mindful of you. And who will confess to you in Hell?
For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?
