¹⁷ In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

¹⁹ He is chastened also with pain on his bed, With continual strife in his bones;

²⁰ So that his life abhors bread, And his soul dainty food.

²¹ His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen; His bones that were not seen stick out.

¹³ I quieted [myself] until morning; as a lion, so he breaks all my bones: From day even to night will you make an end of me.

⁴ When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

² Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

³ My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?

⁴ Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, And save me for your loving kindness' sake.

⁵ For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.

² My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; In the night season, and am not silent.

² For your arrows have pierced me, Your hand presses hard on me.

³ There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.