Psalms 38:5-9

My wounds grow foul and fester Because of my foolishness.

I am bent over and greatly bowed down; I go in mourning all day long.

For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no healthy part in my flesh.

I feel faint and badly crushed; I groan because of the agitation of my heart.

Lord, all my desire is before You; And my sighing is not hidden from You.