Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.
And the elders of his house rise against him, to raise him up from the earth, and he hath not been willing, nor hath he eaten with them bread;
And Ezra riseth from before the house of God, and goeth unto the chamber of Jehohanan son of Eliashib; yea, he goeth there, bread he hath not eaten, and water he hath not drunk, for he is mourning because of the trespass of the removal.
My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.
For arrows of the Mighty [are] with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves [for] me!
My days as a shadow [are] stretched out, And I — as the herb I am withered.
Because ashes as bread I have eaten, And my drink with weeping have mingled,
For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.
In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.
I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
Withered hath grass, faded the flower, For the Spirit of Jehovah blew upon it, Surely the people [is] grass;
He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
and he was three days without seeing, and he did neither eat nor drink.