“I am so thin,\par my skin hangs loose on my bones.\par I have little life left in me.\par
You have made me thin and weak,\par and people think that means\par I am guilty.\par
My skin is burnt and peeling away.\par My body is hot with fever.\par
My body is clothed with worms and dirt.\par My skin is broken\par and covered with running sores.\par
My life is passing away like smoke.\par My life is like a fire slowly burning out.\par
Because of my sadness, I am losing weight. {\cf2\super [537]} \par
I am lonely\par like an owl living in the desert.\par I am alone like an owl\par living in old ruined buildings.\par
You punished me.\par Now my whole body is sore.\par I sinned, \{and you punished me\}.\par So all my bones hurt.\par
He wore out my flesh and skin.\par He broke my bones.\par
But now their faces are blacker than soot.\par No one even recognizes them in the streets.\par Their skin is wrinkled over their bones.\par Their skin is like wood.\par
Our skin is hot like an oven.\par We have a high fever\par because of our hunger.\par
‘Even the dirt (dust) from your town that sticks to our feet we wipe off against you. But remember that the kingdom of God is coming soon.’