ECB(i)
4 my heart is smitten and withers as herbage; so that I forget to eat my bread:
5 by reason of the voice of my sighing my bones adhere to my flesh:
6 I am likened to a pelican of the wilderness - as an owl of the parched areas.
7 I watch; and I am as a bird alone on the roof:
8 my enemies reproach me all the day and they who halal me oath against me.
9 For I eat ashes as bread and mix my drink with weeping