Psalm 102:3–11

3  For my days gpass away like smoke,

and my hbones burn like a furnace.

4  My heart is istruck down like grass and jhas withered;

I kforget to eat my bread.

5  Because of my loud groaning

my lbones cling to my flesh.

6  I am like ma desert owl of the wilderness,

like an owl1 of the waste places;

7  I nlie awake;

I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.

8  All the day my enemies taunt me;

those who oderide me puse my name for a curse.

9  For I eat ashes like bread

and qmingle tears with my drink,

10  because of your indignation and anger;

for you have rtaken me up and sthrown me down.

11  My days are like tan evening shadow;

I jwither away like grass.