I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
I have become a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.
I yearn for the Lord, more than watchmen do for the morning, yes, more than watchmen do for the morning.
My God, I cry out during the day, but you do not answer, and during the night my prayers do not let up.
Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.
You held my eyelids open; I was troubled and could not speak.
