8. I am faint and sore bruised: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9. Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
10. My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
11. My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
12. They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.