5My wounds stink and fester, for my foolishness I am tormented.
6Bent and bowed am I utterly, all the day going in mourning.
7My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.
8I am utterly crushed and numb; I cry louder than lion roars.
9Lord, you know all that I long for, my groans are not hidden from you.
10My heart is throbbing, my strength has failed me. The light of my eyes— even it is gone from me.