Indeed, I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,
For my sighing comes like my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.
My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me continually, “Where is your God?”
They gave me poison for food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
You have fed them with the bread of tears and given them tears to drink in full measure.
He feeds on ashes; a deluded mind has led him astray, and he cannot save himself or say, “Is not this thing in my right hand a fraud?”
Tell it not in Gath; weep not at all; in Beth-leaphrah roll yourselves in the dust.
they shall lick dust like a snake, like the crawling things of the earth; they shall come trembling out of their fortresses; they shall turn in dread to the Lord our God, and they shall stand in fear of you.