Psalms 102:3-11

3For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

4My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.

5Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.

6I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins.

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

8All day long my enemies taunt me; those who mock me use my name in their curses.

9For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,

10because of your anger and raging fury. Indeed, you pick me up and throw me away.

11My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.