4. For my days are vanished like smoke: and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire.
5. I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.
6. Through the voice of my groaning, my bone hath cleaved to my flesh.
7. I am become like to a pelican of the wilderness: I am like a night raven in the house.
8. I have watched, and am become as a sparrow all alone on the housetop.
9. All the day long my enemies reproached me: and they that praised me did swear against me.
10. For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.