101:4. For my days are vanished like smoke, and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire.
101:5. I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.
101:6. Through the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh.
101:7. I am become like to a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the house.
A pelican, etc... I am become through grief, like birds that affect solitude and darkness.
101:8. I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop.
101:9. All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear against me.
101:10. For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.
101:11. Because of thy anger and indignation: for having lifted me up thou hast thrown me down.
101:12. My days have declined like a shadow, and I am withered like grass.