⁹ I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:

³ My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?

⁵ You have given them the bread of weeping for food; for their drink you have given them sorrow in great measure.

²⁴ In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.

²¹ They gave me poison for my food; and bitter wine for my drink.

²⁰ As for him whose food is the dust of a dead fire, he has been turned from the way by a twisted mind, so that he is unable to keep himself safe by saying, What I have here in my hand is false.

¹⁵ He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.

¹⁶ By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.

⁴⁸ Rivers of water are running down from my eyes, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

⁴⁹ My eyes are streaming without stopping, they have no rest,

¹⁰ Give no word of it in Gath, let there be no weeping at all: at Beth-le-aphrah be rolling in the dust.

¹⁷ They will take dust as their food like a snake, like the things which go flat on the earth; they will come shaking with fear out of their secret places: they will come with fear to the Lord our God, full of fear because of you.