For my loins are full of burning pain,
and there is no health in my body.

For I am about to fall,
and my pain is constantly with me.

I was speechless and quiet;
I kept silent, even from speaking good,
and my pain intensified.

However, God has listened;
He has paid attention to the sound of my prayer.

For they persecute the one You struck
and talk about the pain of those You wounded.

But as for me—poor and in pain—
let Your salvation protect me, God.