For my days go up like smoke, and my bones glow like a firebrand.
My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
For I am like a wineskin in the smoke; I do not forget Your Precepts.
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 my life is ending with grief, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones have wasted away.
For You are my rock and my fortress; and for Your name's sake lead me and guide me.
But the wicked shall pass, and the enemies of Jehovah shall be like the beauty of pastures; they are consumed, like smoke they perish.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your anger; nor rest in my bones because of my sin.
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.
He has wasted my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
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.