²⁴ For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.

⁹ For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,

⁵ Thou hast fed them with the bread of tears, And given them tears to drink in large measure.

³ My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

⁴ These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

⁸ I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

⁸ Yea, when I cry, and call for help, he shutteth out my prayer.

¹¹ We roar all like bears, and moan sore like doves: we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.

³ When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.

¹ My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? `Why art thou so' far from helping me, `and from' the words of my groaning?

² O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.

²⁰ So that his life abhorreth bread, And his soul dainty food.

¹⁹ How long wilt thou not look away from me, Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

⁷ My soul refuseth to touch `them'; They are as loathsome food to me.