I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
Why am I so depressed? Why this turmoil within me? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise Him, my Savior and my God.
My tears have been my food day and night, while all day long people say to me, “Where is your God? ”
Instead, they gave me gall for my food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
You fed them the bread of tears and gave them a full measure of tears to drink.
He feeds on ashes. His deceived mind has led him astray, and he cannot deliver himself, or say, “Isn’t there a lie in my right hand? ”
Don’t announce it in Gath, don’t weep at all. Roll in the dust in Beth-leaphrah.
They will lick the dust like a snake; they will come trembling out of their hiding places like reptiles slithering on the ground. They will tremble in the presence of Yahweh our God; they will stand in awe of You.