BETH. My skin and my flesh, he has made old; he has crushed my bones.
My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.
Sing to him a new song. Sing psalms to him skillfully, with loud exclamation.
The just will see and be afraid, and they will laugh over him, and say:
I hoped, even until morning. Like a lion, so has he crushed all my bones. From morning until evening, you have marked my limits.
Israel is a scattered flock. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him. And last, this Nebuchadnezzar, the king of Babylon, has taken away his bones.