Psalm 102:5

English Standard Version 2016

Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.

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My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

Now their face is blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets; their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as wood.

A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

So it went on year by year. As often as she went up to the house of the Lord, she used to provoke her. Therefore Hannah wept and would not eat.

He comes out like a flower and withers; he flees like a shadow and continues not.

in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers.