8. I am faint and sorely bruised [deadly cold and quite worn out]; I groan by reason of the disquiet and moaning of my heart.
9. Lord, all my desire is before You; and my sighing is not hidden from You.
10. My heart throbs, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also is gone from me.
11. My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; and my neighbors and my near ones stand afar off. [Luke 23:49.]