2 Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress.Turn your ear to me.Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
3 For my days consume away like smoke.My bones are burnt as a torch.
4 My heart is blighted like grass, and withered,for I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning,my bones stick to my skin.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness.I have become as an owl of the waste places.
7 I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
8 My enemies reproach me all day.Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.