Psalms 102:3-9

3For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned like a hearth.

4My heart is stricken and withered like grass, So that I forget to eat my bread.

5Because of the sound of my groaning My bones cling to my skin.

6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am like an owl of the desert.

7I lie awake, And am like a sparrow alone on the housetop.

8My enemies reproach me all day long; Those who deride me swear an oath against me.

9For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,