³ For when I kept silent, my ^(A)bones wasted away
    through my ^(B)groaning all day long.

⁸ I am feeble and crushed;
    I ^(A)groan because of the tumult of my heart.

²⁴ For my sighing comes ^(A)instead of^[a] my bread,
    and my ^(B)groanings are poured out like water.

¹¹ We all growl like bears;
    ^(A)we moan and moan like doves;
^(B)we hope for justice, but there is none;
    for salvation, but it is far from us.