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 mingled 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.
12 But you, Yahweh, will abide forever; Your renown endures to all generations.
13 You will arise and have mercy on Zion; For it is time to have pity on her. Yes, the set time has come.
14 For your servants take pleasure in her stones, And have pity on her dust.
