⁴ My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.

⁸ Make me full of joy and rapture; so that the bones which have been broken may be glad.

¹³ I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.

¹⁷ Israel is a wandering sheep; the lions have been driving him away: first he was attacked by the king of Assyria, and now his bones have been broken by Nebuchadrezzar, king of Babylon.

⁹ Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.

¹⁰ My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.

² For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.

³ My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.

⁴ For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.

⁵ My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.

⁶ I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.

⁷ For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.

⁸ I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.

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.

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

⁹ I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

¹⁴ I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.

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