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Psalm 102:5

Holman Christian Standard Bible

Because of the sound of my groaning, my flesh sticks to my bones.

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He blossoms like a flower, then withers; he flees like a shadow and does not last.

My skin and my flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

I am weary from my groaning; with my tears I dampen my pillow and drench my bed every night.

Depart from me, all evildoers, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

in the morning it sprouts and grows; by evening it withers and dries up.

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

Now they appear darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become dry like wood.

Whenever she went up to the Lord’s house, her rival taunted her in this way every year. Hannah wept and would not eat.