5. My wounds start to stink; they rot because of my foolishness.
6. I am bowed down; I am bent over greatly. All the day I go about mourning.
7. For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8. I am faint and crushed greatly; I groan because of the roaring of my heart.
9. O Lord, all my longing is before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
10. My heart throbs violently, my strength leaves me; and the light of my eyes, that also is not with me.
11. My friends and companions stand aloof from my affliction, and my relatives stand afar off.