³ So I had to inherit^[a] months of worthlessness,
and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
⁴ When I lie down, I say,^[b] ‘When shall I rise?’
But^[c] the night is long,
and I have my fill of tossing until dawn.
⁵ My body is clothed with maggots and clods of dust;
my skin hardens, then^[d] it gives way again.