⁷ My eyes have grown dim with grief;^(A)
    my whole frame is but a shadow.^(B)

¹⁷ Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.^(A)

³⁰ My skin grows black^(A) and peels;^(B)
    my body burns with fever.^(C)

¹⁹ “Or someone may be chastened^(A) on a bed of pain^(B)
    with constant distress in their bones,^(C)