13 Yet when they were ill, I put on sackcloth

and humbled myself with fasting.

When my prayers returned to me unanswered,

14 I went about mourning

as though for my friend or brother.

I bowed my head in grief

as though weeping for my mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; And my prayer returned into mine own bosom. 14 I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

13 Yet when they were ill, I grieved for them.

I denied myself by fasting for them,

but my prayers returned unanswered.

14 I was sad, as though they were my friends or family,

as if I were grieving for my own mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick,

My clothing was sackcloth;

I humbled myself with fasting;

And my prayer would return to my own heart.

14 I paced about as though he were my friend or brother;

I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.

13 Yet when they were sick, I put on clothes of sadness

and showed my sorrow by fasting.

But my prayers were not answered.

14 I acted as if they were my friends or brothers.

I bowed in sadness as if I were crying for my mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth:

I afflicted my soul with fasting;

And my prayer returned into mine own bosom.

14 I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother:

I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I chastened my soul with fasting, and my prayer returned into mine own bosom: 14 I behaved myself as though he had been a friend, a brother to me; I bowed down in sadness, as one that mourneth for a mother.

13 But when they were sick, I wore sackcloth. 

I humbled myself with fasting. 

When my prayer returned unanswered, 

14 I walked around as if I were mourning for my friend or my brother. 

I was bent over as if I were mourning for my mother. 

13 Yet when they were sick,

my clothing was sackcloth;

I humbled myself with fasting,

and my prayer was genuine.

14 I went about grieving as if for my friend or brother;

I was bowed down with grief,

like one mourning a mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick,

I wore sackcloth;

I afflicted myself with fasting.

I prayed with head bowed on my bosom,

14 as though I grieved for a friend or a brother;

I went about as one who laments for a mother,

bowed down and in mourning.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth.

I weakened my soul with fasting,

and my prayer returned to me unanswered.

14 I behaved as though he were a friend or as a brother to me.

As one lamenting a mother, I was bowed down in mourning.

13 But when they were sick, I put on black clothes.

I made myself low by going without food.

My prayers for them weren’t always answered.

14 So I went around crying

as if I were crying over my friend or relative.

I bowed my head in sadness

as if I were sobbing over my mother.

13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth;

I humbled my soul with fasting,

And my prayer kept returning to my bosom.

14 I went about as though it were my friend or brother;

I bowed down mourning, as one who sorrows for a mother.