For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as a hearth.
Whereas you know not what shall be tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.
From above has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of the LORD shall be as the fat of lambs: they shall vanish; into smoke shall they vanish away.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
My flesh and my skin has he made old: he has broken my bones.
For I am become like a wineskin in the smoke; yet do I not forget your statutes.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of your anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
Hide not your face far from me; put not your servant away in anger: you have been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.
For you are my rock and my fortress; therefore for your name's sake lead me, and guide me.