Psalms 102:9

Psa 102:9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

Ver. 9. For I have eaten ashes like bread ] Being cast on the ground as a mourner, I know not whether I eat bread or dust; this relisheth to me as well as that, my mouth is so out of taste.

And mingled my drink with weeping ] I forbare not to weep, no, not while I drank; for tow is dry, and wine driveth away sorrow, we say; not so from me. Wine is called by Simonides in Athenaeus αμυντωρ δυσφροσυναων , an expeller of sadness.