Psalms 102:7-11

I lie awake, I have become like a solitary bird on a housetop.

My enemies have taunted me all day long; Those who deride me have used my name as a curse.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with weeping

Because of Your indignation and Your wrath; For You have lifted me up and thrown me away.

My days are like a lengthened shadow, And I wither away like grass.