For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.
How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of your anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty melt away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength fails.
Therefore their days did he consume in vanity, and their years in trouble.
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer your terrors I am distracted.
That I have great heaviness and continual sorrow in my heart.