2Do not hide Your face from me in my day of distress. Incline Your ear to me; answer me quickly when I call.
3For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
4My heart is afflicted, and withered like grass; I even forget to eat my bread.
5Through my loud groaning my skin hangs on my bones.
6I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.