⁵ By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.

²⁰ My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

⁸ Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.

²² A cheerful heart is a good medicine; But a broken spirit drieth up the bones.

⁸ Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

³ When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.

⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed `as' with the drought of summer. Selah

⁸ I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.

¹⁰ My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.