²⁴ For sighing^(A) has become my daily food;^(B)
    my groans^(C) pour out like water.^(D)

⁹ For I eat ashes^(A) as my food
    and mingle my drink with tears^(B)

⁵ You have fed them with the bread of tears;^(A)
    you have made them drink tears by the bowlful.^(B)

⁸ I am feeble and utterly crushed;^(A)
    I groan^(B) in anguish of heart.^(C)

⁸ Even when I call out or cry for help,^(A)
    he shuts out my prayer.^(B)

¹¹ We all growl like bears;
    we moan mournfully like doves.^(A)
We look for justice, but find none;
    for deliverance, but it is far away.

³ When I kept silent,^(A)
    my bones wasted away^(B)
    through my groaning^(C) all day long.