For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as a hearth.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.
Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy name's sake lead me, and guide me.
But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of the Lord shall be as the fat of lambs: they shall consume; into smoke shall they consume away.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.