גַּם־הַ֭יּוֹם מְרִ֣י שִׂחִ֑י יָ֝דִ֗י כָּבְדָ֥ה עַל־אַנְחָתִֽי׃
Kahit ngayon ay mapait pa rin ang aking hinaing; ang dagok sa akin ay mas mabigat pa kaysa sa aking pagdaing.
Rashi
my speech is bitter [The bitterness of my speech] remains in its place, for there is no consolation in your words.
Rashi
my wound is heavier The wound of my plague is stronger than my sigh, for I do not complain and cry about my wound.