⁴ When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’^(A)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.^(B)
5 My body is clothed with worms^(C) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.^(D)

⁶ “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,^(E)
    and they come to an end without hope.^(F)