3 There is no soundness in my fleshbecause of your indignation;there is no health in my bonesbecause of my sin.
4 For my iniquities have gone over my head;like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
5 My wounds stink and festerbecause of my foolishness,
6 I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;all the day I go about mourning.
7 For my sides are filled with burning,and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and crushed;I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
9 O Lord, all my longing is before you;my sighing is not hidden from you.