2 For Your arrows pierce me deeply,
And Your hand presses me down.

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 am¹ 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.