For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings pour out like water.
And now my life pours itself out; days of affliction seize me.
so that his life loathes bread, and his being desirable food.
I refuse to touch it, they are like food when I am sick.
How long do You not look away from me, nor leave me alone till I swallow my saliva?
For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with tears,
When I kept silent, my bones became old Through my groaning all the day.
I have become weak and greatly crushed; I howled from the groaning of my heart.
You have caused them to eat the bread of tears, And have caused them to drink With tears, a third time.
All of us growl like bears, and moan sadly like doves. We look for right-ruling, but there is none; for deliverance, but it is far from us.
Also, when I cry and shout, He shuts out my prayer.
And they gathered to Mitspah and drew water, and poured it out before יהוה. And they fasted that day, and said there, “We have sinned against יהוה.” And Shemu’ĕ