⁹ Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;^(A)
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,^(B)
    my soul and body^(C) with grief.
¹⁰ My life is consumed by anguish^(D)
    and my years by groaning;^(E)
my strength fails^(F) because of my affliction,^[a](G)
    and my bones grow weak.^(H)

⁵ My wounds^(F) fester and are loathsome^(G)
    because of my sinful folly.^(H)
6 I am bowed down^(I) and brought very low;
    all day long I go about mourning.^(J)
7 My back is filled with searing pain;^(K)
    there is no health^(L) in my body.
⁸ I am feeble and utterly crushed;^(M)
    I groan^(N) in anguish of heart.^(O)

³ For my days vanish like smoke;^(A)
    my bones^(B) burn like glowing embers.
⁴ My heart is blighted and withered like grass;^(C)
    I forget to eat my food.^(D)
5 In my distress I groan aloud^(E)
    and am reduced to skin and bones.