I have gone without eating, until my knees are weak, and my body is bony.
I am skin and bones— just barely alive.
I have no more strength than a few drops of water. All my bones are out of joint; my heart is like melted wax.
I cried and went without food, but they still insulted me.
They sneered at me for wearing sackcloth to show my sorrow.
After Jesus had gone without eating for forty days and nights, he was very hungry.
I have worked and struggled and spent many sleepless nights. I have gone hungry and thirsty and often had nothing to eat. I have been cold from not having enough clothes to keep me warm.
Now stand up straight! Stop your knees from shaking