Salmos 38

I spoke with my tongue, “O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me.”

Pudriéronse, corrompiéronse mis llagas, á causa de mi locura.

My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.