My days disappear like smoke. My bones burn like hot coals.
You don’t know what will happen tomorrow. What is life? You are a mist that is seen for a moment and then disappears.
He sent fire from above. He made it go deep into my bones. He spread a net for my feet. He made me turn back. He has left me devastated. He has made me sick all day long.
But wicked people will disappear. The Lord’s enemies will vanish like the best part of a meadow. They will vanish like smoke.
My skin turns dark and peels. My body burns with fever.
My life is exhausted from sorrow, my years from groaning. My strength staggers under ⌞the weight of⌟ my guilt, and my bones waste away.
He has made my flesh and my skin waste away. He has broken my bones.
Although I have become like a shriveled and dried out wineskin, I have not forgotten your laws.
No healthy spot is left on my body because of your rage. There is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
Do not hide your face from me. Do not angrily turn me away. You have been my help. Do not leave me! Do not abandon me, O God, my savior!
Indeed, you are my rock and my fortress. For the sake of your name, lead me and guide me.
