Someone might be punished by suffering in bed. The pain in their bones might never go away.They might feel so bad they can’t eat anything. They might even hate the finest food.Their body might waste away to nothing. Their bones might have been hidden. But now they stick out.
Lord, have mercy on me. I’m so weak. Lord, heal me. My body is full of pain.My soul is very troubled. Lord, how long will it be until you save me?Lord, turn to me and help me. Save me. Your love never fails.Dead people can’t call out your name. How can they praise you when they are in the grave?My groaning has worn me out. All night long my tears flood my bed. My bed is wet because of my crying.
You have wounded me with your arrows. You have struck me with your hand.Because of your anger, my whole body is sick. Because of my sin, I’m not healthy.My guilt has become too much for me. It is a load too heavy to carry.My wounds are ugly. They stink. I’ve been foolish. I have sinned.I am bent over. I’ve been brought very low. All day long I go around weeping.My back is filled with burning pain. My whole body is sick.I am weak and feel as if I’ve been broken in pieces. I groan because of the great pain in my heart.