Psalm 102:8
Verse 8 of 28. The 102nd of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
4My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
6I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.
7I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
12But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations.
King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.