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 There is no health in my flesh, because of your indignation; * there is no soundness in my body, because of my sin.

For my iniquities overwhelm me; * like a heavy burden they are too much for me to bear.

My wounds stink and fester * by reason of my foolishness.

I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; * I go about in mourning all the day long.

My loins are filled with searing pain; * there is no health in my body.

I am utterly numb and crushed; * I wail, because of the groaning of my heart.

O Lord, you know all my desires, * and my sighing is not hidden from you.

My heart is pounding, my strength has failed me, * and the brightness of my eyes is gone from me.

My friends and companions draw back from my affliction; * my neighbors stand afar off.

Those who seek after my life lay snares for me; * those who strive to hurt me speak of my ruin and plot treachery all the day long.

But I am like the deaf who do not hear, * like those who are mute and do not open their mouth.

I have become like one who does not hear * and from whose mouth comes no defense.

For in you, O, have I fixed my hope; * you will answer me, O Lord my God.