3 “Because I kept silence, my bones waxed old:” because I made not with my mouth “confession unto salvation,” all firmness in me has grown old in infirmity. “Through my roaring all the day long”: when I was ungodly and a blasphemer, crying against God, as though defending and excusing my sins.
Source: The Enarrations, or Expositions, on the Psalms (New Advent)