Our skin is burned black like an oven, because of the fever heat of famine.
My skin is blackened on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
For I am like a wineskin in the smoke; I do not forget Your statutes.
He has wasted my flesh and my skin. He has shattered my bones.
Their appearance is darker than soot; they are not recognized in the outside places. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it is dried up, it has become like wood.