My eyes hurt.

I rest my case.

I am keeping my eyes open and suffering, instead of closing my eyes and being unhappy.

I can't believe my eyes.

For my eyes are on all their ways they are not hidden from my face, neither is their iniquity concealed from my eyes.

God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.

Behold, your eyes see, and the eyes of my brother Benjamin, that it is my mouth that speaks to you.

And, behold, your eyes see, and the eyes of my brother Benjamin, that it is my mouth that speaketh unto you.

I saw it with my own eyes.

I cried so much, my eyes hurt.

for my eyes have seen your salvation,

My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

Therefore I swore in my wrath, They won't enter into my rest.

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Nadia Al Sakkaf See Yemen through my eyes

My sister saw it with her own eyes.

that I should lower my eyes, or surrender.

Reading your message brought tears to my eyes and warmness to my heart.

I will not give sleep to my eyes, or slumber to my eyelids

My son, give me thine heart, and let thine eyes observe my ways.

Earth, don't cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.

I, Nebuchadnezzar, was at rest in my house, and flourishing in my palace.

as I swore in my wrath, 'They will not enter into my rest.'

So I sware in my wrath, They shall not enter into my rest.)

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth my flesh also shall rest in hope.

I wish you could see Yemen through my eyes.

For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.

My son, give me your heart and let your eyes keep in my ways.

Therefore did my heart rejoice, and my tongue was glad moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope

Unto whom I sware in my wrath that they should not enter into my rest.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I first saw that.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

I am weary of my crying my throat is dried mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.

My bones are pierced in me in the night season and my sinews take no rest.

And so, I don't know if you've ever had this, but when I close my eyes sometimes and try to sleep, I can't stop thinking about my own eyes.

My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.

I lifted up my eyes, and saw, and behold, four horns.

You're the woman I'll love for the rest of my life.

Upon thee shall rest My curse , till the Day of Doom . '

' My curse shall rest on you until the Day of Recompense '

Upon thee shall rest My curse , till the Day of Doom . '

' My curse shall rest on you until the Day of Recompense '

I saw pictures that were carved in my memory the moment I laid my eyes on them.

Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death