My flesh is caked with worms and dust, My skin is cracked and breaks out afresh.
7:4 When I lie down, I say, "When shall I arise, And the night be ended?' For I have had my fill of tossing till dawn.
7:5 My flesh is caked with worms and dust, My skin is cracked and breaks out afresh.
7:6 "My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.