My wounds stink and fester because of my foolishness,
Why will you still be struck down? Why will you continue to rebel? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even to the head, there is no soundness in it, but bruises and sores and raw wounds; they are not pressed out or bound up or softened with oil.
Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has the health of the daughter of my people not been restored?
O God, you know my folly; the wrongs I have done are not hidden from you.
For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
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