7 I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
8 My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mixed my drink with tears,
10 Because of your indignation and your wrath, For you have taken me up, and thrown me away.
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
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