5 My wounds fester and are loathsome

because of my sinful folly.

6 I am bowed down and brought very low;

all day long I go about mourning.

7 My back is filled with searing pain;

there is no health in my body.

5 My wounds stink and fester

because of my foolishness,

6 I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;

all the day I go about mourning.

7 For my sides are filled with burning,

and there is no soundness in my flesh.

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.

5 My wounds fester and stink

because of my foolish sins.

6 I am bent over and racked with pain.

All day long I walk around filled with grief.

7 A raging fever burns within me,

and my health is broken.

5 My wounds are foul and festering

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 full of inflammation,

And there is no soundness in my flesh.

5 My sores stink and become infected

because I was foolish.

6 I am bent over and bowed down;

I am sad all day long.

7 I am burning with fever,

and my whole body is sore.

5 My wounds are loathsome and corrupt,

Because of my foolishness.

6 I am pained and bowed down greatly;

I go mourning all the day long.

7 For my loins are filled with burning;

And there is no soundness in my flesh.

5 My wounds stink, they are corrupt, because of my foolishness. 6 I am depressed; I am bowed down beyond measure; I go mourning all the day. 7 For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

5 My wounds smell rotten. 

They fester because of my stupidity. 

6 I am bent over and bowed down very low. 

All day I walk around in mourning. 

7 My insides are filled with burning pain, 

and no healthy spot is left on my body. 

5 My wounds are foul and festering

because of my foolishness.

6 I am bent over and brought low;

all day long I go around in mourning.

7 For my loins are full of burning pain,

and there is no health in my body.

5 My wounds grow foul and fester

because of my foolishness;

6 I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;

all day long I go around mourning.

7 For my loins are filled with burning,

and there is no soundness in my flesh.

5 My wounds start to stink; they rot

because of my foolishness.

6 I am bowed down; I am bent over greatly.

All the day I go about mourning.

7 For my loins are full of burning,

and there is no soundness in my flesh.

5 My wounds are ugly. They stink.

I’ve been foolish. I have sinned.

6 I am bent over. I’ve been brought very low.

All day long I go around sobbing.

7 My back is filled with burning pain.

My whole body is sick.

5 My wounds grow foul and fester

Because of my folly.

6 I am bent over and greatly bowed down;

I go mourning all day long.

7 For my loins are filled with burning,

And there is no soundness in my flesh.