For my life is spent with sorrow and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my misery, and my bones waste away.
Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.
I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.
So he made their days vanish like a breath and their years in terror.
“You chastise mortals in punishment for sin, consuming like a moth what is dear to them; surely everyone is a mere breath. Selah
How long must I bear pain in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all day long? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
For my sighing comes like my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.
Do not cast me off in the time of old age; do not forsake me when my strength is spent.
Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.
Hear, O Lord, when I cry aloud; be gracious to me and answer me!