Psalms 102:3-11

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

4My heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread.

5Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.

6I am like a desert owl of the wilderness, like an owl of the waste places;

7I lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.

8All the day my enemies taunt me; those who deride me use my name for a curse.

9For I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,

10because of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me down.

11My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.