4. My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.
5. By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
6. I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.
7. I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
8. My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
9. For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,