For my sighing comes instead of my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.

我未曾吃饭就发出叹息；我唉哼的声音涌出如水。

我吃饭前就发出叹息，我的唉哼涌出如水。

我吃饭前就发出叹息，我的唉哼涌出如水。

我以叹息为食，呻吟如水涌流。

我以叹息代替食物，我唉哼的声音如水涌出。

我未曾吃飯就發出歎息；我唉哼的聲音湧出如水。

我吃飯前就發出嘆息，我的唉哼湧出如水。

我吃飯前就發出嘆息，我的唉哼湧出如水。

我以歎息為食，呻吟如水湧流。

我以歎息代替食物，我唉哼的聲音如水湧出。

我的歎息代替我的食物；我的哀吼如水瀉出。

我未食而先歎、呻吟之聲、有如水湧、

我未食而先嘆、聲等波濤之洶湧、

我未食而先歎、我號呼之聲有如水流、

For sighing has become my daily food; my groans pour out like water.

Sighs have become my food every day. Groans pour out of me like water.

I cannot eat for sighing; my groans pour out like water.

I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.

For my groaning comes at the sight of my food, And my cries pour out like water.

For my sighing comes before I eat, And my groanings pour out like water.

For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.

I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.

For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

For my sighing comes in place of my food, and my groanings flow forth like water.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

For I eat ashes like bread and mingle tears with my drink,

I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long,“ Where is your God?”These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.

You have fed them with the bread of tears and given them tears to drink in full measure.

My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me.

We all growl like bears; we moan and moan like doves; we hope for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer;

How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit?

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest.

so that his life loathes bread, and his appetite the choicest food.

For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.