My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so that I forget to eat my bread.
The grass withers, the flower fades because the Spirit of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people are grass.
For they will soon fade like the grass, and wither like the green herb.
I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah
Then Ezra stood in front of the house of God and went into the chamber of Jehohanan the son of Eliashib. When he arrived there, he ate no bread and drank no water because he was mourning over the vile unfaithfulness of the exiles.
For three days he was without sight, and neither ate nor drank.
Surely my soul remembers and is humbled within me.
He has caused the arrows of His quiver to pierce my inward parts.
My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.
For I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drink with tears,
Reproach has broken my heart, and I am in despair. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
so that his life abhors bread, and his soul dainty food.
“My soul loathes my life; I will freely give my complaint, I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
The elders of his house stood beside him to rouse him from the ground, but he was not willing, nor would he consume food with them.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with fever.