I am wasting away like grass, and my appetite is gone.
His officials stood beside him and tried to talk him into getting up. But he would not get up or eat with them.
Then Ezra left God's temple and went to spend the night in the living quarters of Jehohanan son of Eliashib. He felt sorry for what the people had done, and he did not eat or drink a thing.
I am sick of life! And from my deep despair, I complain to you, my God.
My skin is so parched, that it peels right off, and my bones are burning.
Merely the thought of our favourite food makes our stomachs sick,
The fearsome arrows of God All-Powerful have filled my soul with their poison.
My life fades like a shadow at the end of day and withers like grass.
Instead of food, I have ashes to eat and tears to drink,
They will soon disappear like grass without rain.
and you are my God. I am deeply discouraged as I think about you from where the Jordan begins at Mount Hermon and from Mount Mizar.
I am crushed by insults, and I feel sick. I had hoped for mercy and pity, but there was none.
When I think of you, I feel restless and weak.
At the LORD's command, flowers and grass disappear, and so do we.
straight through my heart.
That's all I ever think about, and I am depressed.
and for three days he was blind and did not eat or drink.