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

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 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 have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where[ is] thy God?When I remember these[ things], I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

The things[ that] my soul refused to touch[ are] as my sorrowful meat.

We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but[ there is] none; for salvation,[ but] it is far off from us.

Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.

How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?[ why art thou so] far from helping me,[ and from] the words of my roaring?O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat.

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.