There is no healthy part in my flesh because of Your indignation; There is no health in my bones because of my sin.
But Uzziah, with a censer in his hand for burning incense, was enraged; and while he was enraged with the priests, leprosy broke out on his forehead in the presence of the priests in the house of the Lord, beside the altar of incense.
“For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God line up against me.
For my days have ended in smoke, And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.
Because of the loudness of my groaning My bones cling to my flesh.
For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; My vitality failed as with the dry heat of summer. Selah
Let me hear joy and gladness, Let the bones You have broken rejoice.
Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am frail; Heal me, Lord, for my bones are horrified.