I can’t sleep. I’ve become like a bird alone on a roof.
I’ve become a brother to wild dogs. Owls are my companions.
I wait for the Lord to help me. I want his help more than night watchmen want the morning to come. I’ll say it again. I want his help more than night watchmen want the morning to come.
My God, I cry out in the daytime. But you don’t answer. I cry out at night. But you don’t let me sleep.
My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds. My neighbors stay far away from me.
You kept me from going to sleep. I was so troubled I couldn’t speak.