For my sighing comes before I eat. 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.

For my sighing comes instead of my bread, and my groanings are poured out 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 I have eaten ashes like bread, and mixed my drink with tears,

I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me,“ Where is your God?”These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to God’s house, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

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

My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.

We all roar like bears and moan bitterly like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.

Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don’t answer; in the night season, and am not silent.

so that his life abhors bread, and his soul dainty food.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.