MSTC(i)
3 Even so have I laboured whole months long - but in vain - and many a careful night have I told.
4 When I laid me down to sleep, I said, 'O when shall I rise?' Again, I longed sore for the night. Thus am I full of sorrow, till it be dark.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms, filthiness and dust; my skin is withered, and crumpled together;