¹⁴ I went about mourning as though for my friend or brother. I bowed my head in grief as though weeping for my mother.

¹⁴ I went about as though I grieved for my friend or my brother; as one who laments his mother, I bowed down in mourning.

¹⁴ My prayers were like lead in my gut, like I'd lost my best friend, my brother. I paced, distraught as a motherless child, hunched and heavyhearted.