I lie awake, I am like a lonely bird on the housetop.
I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.
O my God, I cry by day, but thou dost not answer; and by night, but find no rest.
My friends and companions stand aloof from my plague, and my kinsmen stand afar off.
Thou dost hold my eyelids from closing; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.