3There is no soundness in my flesh, because of thine anger; Nor rest in my bones, because of my sin.
4For my iniquities have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden, they are more than I can bear.
5My wounds putrefy and are loathsome on account of my folly.
6I am bent; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are full of burning heat, And there is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am weakened and bruised exceedingly; I roar by reason of the disquietude of my heart.
9O Lord! thou knowest all my desire, And my groaning is not hidden from thee!
10My heart panteth; my strength faileth me; The very light of my eyes is gone from me.
11My friends and acquaintance keep aloof from my woe, And my kinsmen stand afar off:
12While they who seek my life lay snares for me; They who seek my hurt threaten destruction, And meditate deceit all the day long.