3. For my days are consumed like smoke,And my bones are burned like a hearth.
4. My heart is stricken and withered like grass,So that I forget to eat my bread.
5. Because of the sound of my groaningMy bones cling to my skin.
6. I am like a pelican of the wilderness;I am like an owl of the desert.
7. I lie awake,And am like a sparrow alone on the housetop.