Thereis nosoundnessin my fleshbecauseof Your indignation;Thereis nohealthin my bonesbecauseof my sin.
Be graciousto me, O LORD,for I [am] piningaway;Healme, O LORD,for my bonesare dismayed.
Make me to hearjoyand gladness,Let the boneswhich You have brokenrejoice.
Becauseof the loudnessof my groaningMy bonesclingto my flesh.
For my dayshave beenconsumedin smoke,And my boneshave been scorchedlike a hearth.
But Uzziah,with a censerin his handfor burningincense,was enraged;and while he was enragedwith the priests,the leprosybrokeout on his foreheadbeforethe priestsin the houseof the LORD,besidethe altarof incense.
"For the arrowsof the Almightyare withinme, Their poisonmy spiritdrinks;The terrorsof Godare arrayedagainst me.
For dayand nightYour handwas heavyupon me; My vitalitywas drainedaway [as] with the feverheatof summer.Selah.
