²¹ His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...

²⁰ My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.

¹¹ And you will be full of grief at the end of your life, when your flesh and your body are wasted;

³ My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

⁴ My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

⁵ Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.

¹¹ By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

³ When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.

⁴ For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)

¹⁵ My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.

¹⁶ Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.

¹⁷ I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:

⁸ It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

²² Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.

²⁰ You overcome him for ever, and he is gone; his face is changed in death, and you send him away.

²⁸ Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

⁵ My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.