Because of your anger, my whole body is sick; my health is broken because of my sins.
Uzziah, who was holding an incense burner, became furious. But as he was standing there raging at the priests before the incense altar in the Lord’s Temple, leprosy suddenly broke out on his forehead.
For the Almighty has struck me down with his arrows. Their poison infects my spirit. God’s terrors are lined up against me.
For my days disappear like smoke, and my bones burn like red-hot coals.
Because of my groaning, I am reduced to skin and bones.
Day and night your hand of discipline was heavy on me. My strength evaporated like water in the summer heat. Interlude
Oh, give me back my joy again; you have broken me— now let me rejoice.
Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.