My wounds are foul and festering
Because of my foolishness.

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22 Is there no (A)balm in Gilead,
Is there no physician there?
Why then is there no recovery
For the health of the daughter of my people?

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(A)Why should you be stricken again?
You will revolt more and more.
The whole head is sick,
And the whole heart faints.
From the sole of the foot even to the head,
There is no soundness in it,
But wounds and bruises and putrefying sores;
They have not been closed or bound up,
Or soothed with ointment.

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O God, You know my foolishness;
And my sins are not hidden from You.

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For my loins are full of inflammation,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

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When I kept silent, my bones grew old
Through my groaning all the day long.

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