11Hear my prayer, O LORD ! And let my cry for help2come to You.
23Do not hide Your face from me in the day of my distress ; 4Incline Your ear to me; In the day when I call5answer me quickly.
For my days6have beenaconsumed in smoke, And my 7bones have been scorched like a hearth.
My heart8has been smitten like bgrass and has 9withered away, Indeed, I 10forget to eat my bread.
5Because of the cloudness of my groaning My 11bonesdcling to my flesh.
I eresemble a 12pelican of the wilderness ; I have become like an owl of the wasteplaces.
I 13lieawake, I have become like a lonelybird on a housetop.