²⁴ For my sighing comes before I eat, My groanings are poured out like water.

⁹ For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with tears,

⁵ You have 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 ask me, "Where is your God?"

⁴ These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁸ Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts 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 day long.

¹ > My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

² My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; In the night season, and am not silent.

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

¹⁹ How long will you not look away from me, Nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

⁷ My soul refuses to touch them; They are as loathsome food to me.