⁸ It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones.

²² For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh.

³ He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

²⁴ His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.

²⁴ Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

⁴ And as for thy nativity, in the day thou wast born thy navel was not cut, neither wast thou washed in water to supple thee; thou wast not salted at all, nor swaddled at all.

⁵ None eye pitied thee, to do any of these unto thee, to have compassion upon thee; but thou wast cast out in the open field, to the lothing of thy person, in the day that thou wast born.

⁶ From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.

¹² For thus saith the Lord, Thy bruise is incurable, and thy wound is grievous.

¹³ There is none to plead thy cause, that thou mayest be bound up: thou hast no healing medicines.