Smitten like herbage, so is my heart dried up, For I have forgotten to eat my food.
The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
For, like grass, soon shall they wither, and, like green herbage, shall they fade.
I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. Selah.
Then arose Ezra from before the house of God, and went into the chamber of Jehohanan son of Eliashib,—and, when he came thither, bread, did he not eat, and, water, did he not drink, for he was mourning over the unfaithfulness of them of the Exile.
And he was three days without seeing, and did neither eat nor drink.
Thou wilt, indeed remember, that, bowed down concerning myself, is my soul;
He hath caused to enter my reins, the sons of his quiver;
My days, are like a shadow extended, And, I, as green herbage, do wither.
For, ashes—like bread, have I eaten, And, my drink—with my tears, have I mingled;
Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak,—Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.
My God! over myself, my soul is cast down,—For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
So that his life maketh loathsome his food, and his soul, dainty meat;
My soul doth loathe my life,—I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.
For, the arrows of the Almighty, are in me, The heat whereof, my spirit is drinking up, The, terrors of GOD, array themselves against me.
And the elders of his house stood up over him, to raise him from the ground,—but he would not, neither would he eat food with them.
My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat: