²⁴ My knees are feeble for need of food; there is no fat on my bones.

¹² For this cause let the hands which are hanging down be lifted up, and let the feeble knees be made strong,

²⁷ In hard work and weariness, in frequent watchings, going without food and drink, cold and in need of clothing.

² And after going without food for forty days and forty nights, he was in need of it.

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.

¹⁰ My bitter weeping, and my going without food, were turned to my shame.

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.

¹³ But as for me, when they were ill I put on the clothing of sorrow: I went without food and was sad, and my prayer came back again to my heart.

¹⁴ My behaviour was as if it had been my friend or my brother: I was bent low in grief like one whose mother is dead.

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.)

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.

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