For my days go up like smoke, and my bones glow like a firebrand.
who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a vapor, which appears for a little time, and then disappears.
From above He has sent fire into my bones and it has laid them low. He has spread a net for my feet; He has turned me back; He has made me amazed and faint all the day.
But the wicked shall pass, and the enemies of Jehovah shall be like the beauty of pastures; they are consumed, like smoke they perish.
My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
For my life is ending with grief, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones have wasted away.
He has wasted my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
For I am like a wineskin in the smoke; I do not forget Your Precepts.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your anger; nor rest in my bones because of my sin.
Hide not Your face from me. Turn 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; and for Your name's sake lead me and guide me.