Day and night I cry, and tears are my only food; all the time my enemies ask me, "Where is your God?"

Because of your anger and fury, ashes are my food, and my tears are mixed with my drink. You picked me up and threw me away.

I have no appetite for food like that, and everything I eat makes me sick.

The Lord will make you go through hard times, but he himself will be there to teach you, and you will not have to search for him any more.

And he added, "Mortal man, I am going to cut off the supply of bread for Jerusalem. The people there will be distressed and anxious as they measure out the food they eat and the water they drink.

They will run out of bread and water; they will be in despair, and they will waste away because of their sins."