גַּם־הַ֭יּוֹם מְרִ֣י שִׂחִ֑י יָ֝דִ֗י כָּבְדָ֥ה עַל־אַנְחָתִֽי׃
即使在今日，我的哀訴仍是苦澀的；我所受的擊打比我的嘆息更重。
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.