6. Foul and festering are my soresbecause of my folly.
7. I am stooped and deeply bowed;every day I go about mourning.
8. My loins burn with fever;there is no wholesomeness in my flesh.
9. I am numb and utterly crushed;I wail with anguish of heart.
10. My Lord, my deepest yearning is before you;my groaning is not hidden from you.
11. My heart shudders, my strength forsakes me;the very light of my eyes has failed.
12. Friends and companions shun my disease;my neighbors stand far off.