CLV
(i)
5 My welts stink and putrefy In view of my folly.
6 I am wretched; I bow down very low. The entire day I walk in somberness.
7 For my hips, they are filled with searing pain, And there is no soundness in my flesh."
8 I give way and am utterly crushed. I roar out of the anguish of my heart.