^6 (A)From the sole of the foot even to the head,
    there is no soundness in it,
but bruises and sores
    and raw wounds;
they are ^(B)not pressed out or bound up
    or softened with oil.

³⁰ My ^(A)skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my ^(B)bones burn with heat.

¹⁷ therefore the Lord ^(A)will strike with a scab
    the heads of ^(B)the daughters of Zion,
    and the Lord will lay bare their secret parts.

^17 (A)The night ^(B)racks my bones,
    and the pain that ^(C)gnaws me takes no rest.
¹⁸ With great force my garment is ^(D)disfigured;
    it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
¹⁹ God^[a] has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like ^(E)dust and ashes.

⁵ My flesh is clothed with ^(A)worms and ^(B)dirt;
    my skin hardens, then ^(C)breaks out afresh.