Psalms 38:7-11

⁷(38:8) For my loins are filled with a burning disease, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸(38:9) I am made faint and crushed to the utmost; I cry aloud because of the groaning of my heart.

⁹(38:10) Lord, before thee is all my longing; and my sighing is from thee not hidden.

¹⁰(38:11) My heart is restless, my strength hath left me; and the light of my eyes—that also is no more with me.

¹¹(38:12) My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; and my kinsmen stand afar off.