Ps.32.3

When I kept it all inside, my bones turned to powder, my words became daylong groans.

Ps.32.3

When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

Ps.32.3

When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.

Ps.32.3

When I refused to confess my sin, I was weak and miserable, and I groaned all day long.