5 Because of the sound of my groaningmy bones cling to my skin.
6 I am like an owl of the wilderness,like a screech owl of the desert.
7 I stay awake and amas a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
8 My enemies reproach me all the day,and those who taunt me curse my name.
9 For I have eaten ashes like breadand mixed my drink with weeping,
10 because of Your indignation and Your wrath,for You have lifted me up, and cast me down.
11 My days are like an evening shadow that vanishes,and I wither away like grass.