Psalms 102:3-11

3For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.

4My heart is suffering, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.

5Because of the sound of my groaning, my flesh sticks to my bones.

6I am like an eagle owl, like a little owl among the ruins.

7I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.

8My enemies taunt me all day long; they ridicule and use my name as a curse.

9I eat ashes like bread and mingle my drinks with tears

10because of your indignation and wrath; for you have picked me up and thrown me aside.

11My days are like a lengthening shadow, and I wither away like grass.