There is no soundness in my flesh because of your anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
Then Uzziah was angry, and had a censer in his hand to burn incense: and while he was angry with the priests, the leprosy even rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the LORD, from beside the incense altar.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which my spirit drinks up: the terrors of God set themselves in formation against me.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as a hearth.
Because of the voice of my groaning my bones cling to my skin.
For day and night your hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.
Have mercy on me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are troubled.