When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; My vitality was turned into the drought of summer. Selah
I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.Lord, all my desire is before You; And my sighing is not hidden from You.My heart pants, my strength fails me; As for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.