Мои внутренности кипят и не перестают; встретили меня дни печали.
The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me.
My inward parts are in turmoil and never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
“I am seething within and cannot relax; Days of affliction confront me.
My heart is troubled and restless. Days of suffering torment me.
My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
[f]My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest; Days of affliction confront me.
My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.