When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed as with the drought of summer.[ Selah
I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.