^{4 Ref} My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, For I forget to eat my bread.

^{5 Ref} By reason of the voice of my groaning, My bones stick to my skin.

^{6 Ref} I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.

^{7 Ref} I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.

^{8 Ref} My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.

^{9 Ref} For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with tears,