For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.For day and night your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was dried up as by the heat of summer. Selah
I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.O Lord, all my longing is before you; my sighing is not hidden from you.My heart throbs; my strength fails me, and the light of my eyes— it also has gone from me.