¹⁰ For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

³ Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.

³ When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.

⁴ When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.

² that I have great grief and unceasing pain in my heart --

³ For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.

⁴ Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.

⁵ From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.

⁶ I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.

⁷ I have watched, and I am As a bird alone on the roof.

⁸ All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.

⁹ Because ashes as bread I have eaten, And my drink with weeping have mingled,

¹⁰ From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.

¹¹ My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.

¹² And Thou, O Jehovah, to the age abidest, And Thy memorial to all generations.

¹³ Thou -- Thou risest -- Thou pitiest Zion, For the time to favour her, For the appointed time hath come.

¹⁴ For Thy servants have been pleased with her stones, And her dust they favour.

¹⁵ And nations fear the name of Jehovah, And all kings of the earth Thine honour,

¹⁶ For Jehovah hath builded Zion, He hath been seen in His honour,

¹⁷ He turned unto the prayer of the destitute, And He hath not despised their prayer.

¹⁸ This is written for a later generation, And the people created do praise Jah.

¹⁹ For He hath looked From the high place of His sanctuary. Jehovah from heaven unto earth looked attentively,

²⁰ To hear the groan of the prisoner, To loose sons of death,

²¹ To declare in Zion the name of Jehovah, And His praise in Jerusalem,

²² In the peoples being gathered together, And the kingdoms -- to serve Jehovah.

²³ He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.

²⁴ I say, `My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations `are' Thine years.

²⁵ Beforetime the earth Thou didst found, And the work of Thy hands `are' the heavens.

²⁶ They -- They perish, and Thou remainest, And all of them as a garment become old, As clothing Thou changest them, And they are changed.

²⁷ And Thou `art' the same, and Thine years are not finished.

²⁸ The sons of Thy servants do continue, And their seed before Thee is established!

¹⁵ I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.

³³ And He consumeth in vanity their days, And their years in trouble.

⁹ Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.

¹¹ With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity `is' every man. Selah.

² Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?

²⁴ For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.