2For thine arrows be fixed in me; and thou hast made steadfast thine hand on me.
3None health is in my flesh from the face of thine ire; no peace is to my bones from the face of my sins.
4For my wickednesses be gone over mine head; as an heavy burden, those or they be made heavy on me.
5Mine healed wounds were rotten, and be broken; from the face of mine unwisdom.
6I am made a wretch, and I am bowed down till into the end; all day I entered sorrowful.
7For my loins be filled with scorn-ings; and health is not in my flesh.