ECB(i)
3 When I hush, my bones become worn through my roaring all day long:
4 when by day and night your hand is heavy on me; my moisture turns into the parch of summer. Selah.
5 My sin, you know; and my perversity, I covered not: I say, I spread hands for my rebellions to Yah Veh; and you lift the perversity of my sin. Selah.