Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
How long wilt thou not look away from me? Wilt thou not let me alone, till I can swallow my spittle?
Thou hast fed them with the food of tears, And hast caused them to drink the water of weeping in threefold abundance.
For, ashes - like bread, have I eaten, And, my drink - with my tears, have I mingled;
My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
When I kept silence, my bones became worn out, Through my groaning all the day;
I am benumbed and crushed exceedingly, - I have cried aloud because of the groaning of my heart.
We growl like bears all of us, And, like doves, do we, mournfully coo, - We wait For justice, and there is none, For salvation it is far from us!
Yea, when I make outcry and implore, he hath shut out my prayer;
Son of man, Thy bread, with trembling, shalt thou eat, - And thy water, in agitation and in fear, shalt thou drink.