1 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.
2 Hide not thy face from me in the day of my distress: incline thine ear unto me; in the day when I call answer me speedily.
3 For my days consume away like smoke, and my bones are burned as a firebrand.
4 My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; for I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my flesh.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am become as an owl of the waste places.