^4 (A)When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’
    But the night is long,
    and I am full of tossing till the dawn.
⁵ My flesh is clothed with ^(B)worms and ^(C)dirt;
    my skin hardens, then ^(D)breaks out afresh.

^17 (A)The night ^(B)racks my bones,
    and the pain that ^(C)gnaws me takes no rest.

^13 (A)Put on sackcloth and lament, ^(B)O priests;
    ^(C)wail, O ministers of the altar.
Go in, ^(D)pass the night in sackcloth,
    ^(E)O ministers of my God!
^(F)Because grain offering and drink offering
    are withheld from the house of your God.

^5 (A)For his anger is but for a moment,
    and ^(B)his favor is for a lifetime.^[a]
(C)Weeping may tarry for the night,
    but ^(D)joy comes with the morning.

^17 (A)Evening and ^(B)morning and at ^(C)noon
    I ^(D)utter my complaint and moan,
    and he hears my voice.