⁴ Return, O Lord, deliver me!
Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!
^5 (C)For in death there is no remembrance of You;
In the grave who will give You thanks?

⁶ I am weary with my groaning;
^[a]All night I make my bed swim;
I drench my couch with my tears.

¹⁹ “Man is also chastened with pain on his ^(A)bed,
And with strong pain in many of his bones,
^20 (B)So that his life abhors ^(C)bread,
And his soul ^[a]succulent food.
²¹ His flesh wastes away from sight,
And his bones stick out which once were not seen.

³ There is no soundness in my flesh
Because of Your anger,
Nor any health in my bones
Because 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 are foul and festering
Because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am ^[a]troubled, I am bowed down greatly;
I go mourning all the day long.
⁷ For my loins are full of inflammation,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.
⁸ I am feeble and severely broken;
I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.