For my sighing will come before any bread, and my groanings shall be poured put as waters.
For I ate ashes as bread, and I mingled my drink with weeping.
Thou gavest them to eat the bread of tears, and thou wilt give them to drink in tears by measure.
For my loins were filled with inflammation, and no soundness in my flesh.
Also when I shall exclaim and cry out, he stopped my prayer.
We shall growl as bears all of us, and murmuring we shall murmur as doves: we shall wait for judgment, and none; for salvation, it was far from us.
If I was silent, my bones fell away in my groaning all the day.
His life loathed bread, and his soul food of desire.
How long wilt thou not look away from me? wilt thou not desist from me even to my swallowing down my spittle?
My soul refused to touch these as the loathsomeness of my bread.
And now my soul shall be poured out upon me; and the days of affliction will hold me fast
And they will gather together to Mizpeh, and draw water and pour out before Jehovah; and they will fast in that day and say there, We sinned against Jehovah. And Samuel will judge the sons of Israel in Mizpeh.