1 zHear my prayer, O Lord;
let my cry acome to you!
2 bDo not hide your face from me
in cthe day of my distress!
dIncline your ear to me;
3 For my days gpass away like smoke,
and my hbones burn like a furnace.
I kforget to eat my bread.
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.
and qmingle tears with my drink,
11 My days are like tan evening shadow;
I jwither away like grass.
The precise identity of these birds is uncertain