2 Hide not thy face from mein the day when I am in trouble;incline thine ear unto me:in the day when I call answer me speedily.
3 For my days are consumed like smoke,and my bones are burned as a hearth.
4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass;so that I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaningmy bones cleave to my skin.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness:I am like an owl of the desert.
7 I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.