Psalms 102:6
I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.
I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.
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7I have watched, and I am As a bird alone on the roof.
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
9Because ashes as bread I have eaten, And my drink with weeping have mingled,
3For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.
4Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.
5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
14As a crane -- a swallow -- so I chatter, I mourn as a dove, Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah, oppression `is' on me, be my surety.
28Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
29A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
30My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
6And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
7Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.
15and the owl, and the night-hawk, and the cuckoo, and the hawk after its kind;
16the `little' owl, and the `great' owl, and the swan,
17and the pelican, and the gier-eagle, and the cormorant,
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
16and the owl, and the night-hawk, and the cuckoo, and the hawk after its kind,
17and the little owl, and the cormorant, and the great owl,
18and the swan, and the pelican, and the gier eagle,
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
12I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.
22For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
23As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
11My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
8For this I lament and howl, I go spoiled and naked, I make a lamentation like dragons, And a mourning like daughters of an ostrich.
11And possess her do pelican and hedge-hog, And owl and raven dwell in her, And He hath stretched out over her A line of vacancy, and stones of emptiness.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
14And met have Ziim with Aiim, And the goat for its companion calleth, Only there rested hath the night-owl, And hath found for herself a place of rest.
15There made her nest hath the bittern, Yea, she layeth, and hath hatched, And hath gathered under her shadow, Only there gathered have been vultures, Each with its companion.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
5Wo to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.
15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
6I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul `is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.
9A speckled fowl `is' Mine inheritance to Me? Is the fowl round about against her? Come, assemble, every beast of the field, Come ye for food.
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
6And I `am' a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
1To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.
8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
16Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted `am' I.
6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.