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My heart is struck like grass and withers.
Indeed, I forget to eat[a] my bread.
Because of the sound of my groaning
my bones[b] cling to my skin.[c]
I am like an owl[d] of the wilderness;
I am like a little owl of the ruins.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 102:4 A rare homonym might yield “I am too wilted to eat”
  2. Psalm 102:5 Hebrew “bone”
  3. Psalm 102:5 Hebrew “flesh”
  4. Psalm 102:6 The identity of the birds in this verse is uncertain