⁵ Because of my groaning,
    I am reduced to skin and bones.

²⁰ I have been reduced to skin and bones
    and have escaped death by the skin of my teeth.

⁸ But now their faces are blacker than soot.
    No one recognizes them in the streets.
Their skin sticks to their bones;
    it is as dry and hard as wood.

²² A cheerful heart is good medicine,
    but a broken spirit saps a person’s strength.

⁸ Go away, all you who do evil,
    for the Lord has heard my weeping.

⁸ I am exhausted and completely crushed.
    My groans come from an anguished heart.

⁹ You know what I long for, Lord;
    you hear my every sigh.
¹⁰ My heart beats wildly, my strength fails,
    and I am going blind.

³ When I refused to confess my sin,
    my body wasted away,
    and I groaned all day long.
⁴ Day and night your hand of discipline was heavy on me.
    My strength evaporated like water in the summer heat. Interlude

⁶ I am worn out from sobbing.
    All night I flood my bed with weeping,
    drenching it with my tears.