For my days vanish like smoke;1 my bones2 burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like grass;3 I forget to eat my food.45
Because of my loud groaning5 I am reduced to skin and bones.
I am like a desert owl,6 like an owl among the ruins.
I lie awake;7 I have become like a bird alone8 on a roof.
All day long my enemies9 taunt me;10 those who rail against me use my name as a curse.119
For I eat ashes12 as my food and mingle my drink with tears1310
because of your great wrath,14 for you have taken me up and thrown me aside.
My days are like the evening shadow;15 I wither16 away like grass.