For my sighing comes like my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.
“And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
so that their lives loathe bread and their appetites dainty food.
My appetite refuses to touch them; they are like food that is loathsome to me.
Will you not look away from me for a while, let me alone until I swallow my spittle?
Indeed, I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,
While I kept silent, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long.
I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
You have fed them with the bread of tears and given them tears to drink in full measure.
We all growl like bears; like doves we moan mournfully. We wait for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.
though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer;
So they gathered at Mizpah and drew water and poured it out before the Lord. They fasted that day and said, “We have sinned against the Lord.” And Samuel judged the Israelites at Mizpah.