My knees are weak through fasting, and my flesh has grown gaunt with no fatness.
My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting, it became my reproach.
When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a proverb to them.
And He had fasted for forty days and forty nights, and then He was hungry.
in weariness and painfulness, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, and in cold and nakedness.
Therefore lift up your tired hands, and strengthen your weak knees.