⁹ Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;^(A)
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,^(B)
    my soul and body^(C) with grief.

¹⁰ My life is consumed by anguish^(A)
    and my years by groaning;^(B)
my strength fails^(C) because of my affliction,^[a](D)
    and my bones grow weak.^(E)