AKJV(i)
2 For your arrows stick fast in me, and your hand presses me sore.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
4 For my iniquities are gone over my head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5 My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.