3 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
4 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
5 For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.
6 My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.
7 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
8 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
9 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
