Psalm 102:9-11

The Voice

⁹ For ashes have become my bread;
    my tears fall into my drink
¹⁰ Because of the depth of Your wrath.
    You have brought me up
    and then hurled me aside.
¹¹ My days go by like a long shadow—stretched thin and disappearing—
    I shrivel up like grass baked in the hot sun.