My bones are pierced in me at night, And my gnawing pains take no rest.

夜间，我里面的骨头刺我，疼痛不止，好像啃我。

夜间，我里面的骨头刺痛，啃着我的没有止息。

夜间，我里面的骨头刺痛，啃着我的没有止息。

夜间我的骨头刺痛，如被啃噬，无休无止。

夜间痛苦刺透我的骨头，疼痛不止，不住地咀嚼我。

夜間，我裏面的骨頭刺我，疼痛不止，好像齦我。

夜間，我裏面的骨頭刺痛，啃着我的沒有止息。

夜間，我裏面的骨頭刺痛，啃着我的沒有止息。

夜間我的骨頭刺痛，如被啃噬，無休無止。

夜間痛苦刺透我的骨頭，疼痛不止，不住地咀嚼我。

黑夜向我挖刺骨頭；我的疼痛全不休息。

夜間我骨被刺、痛楚齧我無已、

骨痛若刺、終夜不息。

夜覺甚痛、如骨被刺、我骨脫節、痛楚如噬、無時或已、

Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest.

At night my bones hurt. My aches and pains never stop.

The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.

At night my bones are filled with pain, which gnaws at me relentlessly.

Night pierces my bones, but my gnawing pains never rest.

At night it pierces my bones within me, And my gnawing pains do not rest.

In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

Night pierces my bones, but my gnawing pains never rest.

My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.

In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

“ Man is also chastened with pain on his bed, And with strong pain in many of his bones,So that his life abhors bread, And his soul succulent food.His flesh wastes away from sight, And his bones stick out which once were not seen.

I have considered until morning— Like a lion, So He breaks all my bones; From day until night You make an end of me.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.My soul also is greatly troubled; But You, O Lord— how long?Return, O Lord, deliver me! Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!For in death there is no remembrance of You; In the grave who will give You thanks?I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.

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.

O My God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not hear; And in the night season, and am not silent.

For Your arrows pierce me deeply, And Your hand presses me down.There is no soundness in my flesh Because of Your anger, Nor any health in my bones Because of my sin.For my iniquities have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.My wounds are foul and festering Because of my foolishness.I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.