Because you're so upset with me, not a single part of my body is healthy; I am completely sick because of my sins.
Uzziah, who was holding a censer in his hand to offer incense, became furious. But as he raged at the priests in the Lord's Temple in front of the altar of incense, leprosy appeared on his forehead.
For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; their poison saps my spirit. God's terrors are lined up against me.
My life is disappearing like smoke; my body feels like it's on fire!
All my groaning has worn me out; my bones show through my skin.
You beat me day and night, my strength dried up as in the heat of summer. Selah.
Please let me hear joy and happiness again; let the bones you have crushed be glad once more.
Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for I am sick to the bone.