Our skin is scorched from fever and hunger.
My skin is so parched, that it peels right off, and my bones are burning.
My life is wasting away like a dried up wineskin, but I have not forgotten your teachings.
God caused my skin and flesh to waste away, and he crushed my bones.
Now they are blacker than tar, and no one recognizes them; their skin clings to their bones and is drier than firewood.