The leaders of David’s family came and tried to pull David up from the ground. But David refused to get up. He refused to eat food with these leaders.
Psalm 102:4 - Easy To Read Version My strength is gone—\par I am like dry, dying grass.\par I even forget to eat my food.\par Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My heart is smitten like grass and withered, so that [in absorption] I forget to eat my food. American Standard Version (1901) My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread. Common English Bible my heart is smashed like dried-up grass. I even forget to eat my food Catholic Public Domain Version He redeems your life from destruction. He crowns you with mercy and compassion. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion. |
The leaders of David’s family came and tried to pull David up from the ground. But David refused to get up. He refused to eat food with these leaders.
Then Ezra went away from the front of God’s house. Ezra went to the room of Jehohanan son of Eliashib. While Ezra was there, he didn’t eat food, and he didn’t drink water. He did that because he was still very sad. He was very sad about the people of Israel that came back to Jerusalem.
I hate my own life.\par So I will complain freely.\par My soul is very bitter,\par so now I will speak.\par
My skin is burnt and peeling away.\par My body is hot with fever.\par
Then that person can’t eat.\par That person has so much pain\par that he hates even the best food.\par
God All-Powerful’s arrows are in me.\par My spirit feels the poison\par from those arrows!\par God’s terrible weapons are lined up\par against me.\par
My life is almost finished,\par like the long shadows\par at the end of the day.\par I am like dry and dying grass.\par
My great sadness is my only food.\par My tears fall into my drinks.\par
Evil people are like grass and green plants\par that quickly turn brown and die.\par
My God, I am so sad because\par I must remember you from this place,\par from this small hill {\cf2\super [261]} where\par the Hermon mountains and\par the Jordan River meet.\par
The shame has crushed me!\par I am about to die from shame.\par I waited for sympathy,\par but none could be found.\par I waited for some person to comfort me,\par but no person came.\par
I think about God,\par and I try to tell him how I feel.\par But I can’t.\par
A powerful wind from the Lord\par blows on the grass,\par and the grass dies\par and the wildflower falls.”\par