Psalm 38:5

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

O God, thou know my foolishness, and my sins are not hid from thee.

Why will ye be still stricken, that ye revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

Treasury of Scripture Knowledge

My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

Why will ye be still stricken, that ye revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?