My knees are weak through fasting; And my flesh faileth of fatness.
Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees;
And when he had fasted forty days and forty nights, he was afterward an hungred.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
in weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness.
When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.
My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
I made sackcloth also my garment; And I became a proverb to them.