For my dayshave beenconsumedin smoke,And my boneshave been scorchedlike a hearth.
"My skinturnsblackon me, And my bonesburnwith fever.
ThoughI have becomelike a wineskinin the smoke,I do not forgetYour statutes.
Do not hideYour facefrom me, Do not turnYour servantawayin anger;You have beenmy help;Do not abandonme norforsakeme, O Godof my salvation!
For my lifeis spentwith sorrowAnd my yearswith sighing;My strengthhas failedbecause of my iniquity,And my bodyhas wastedaway.
For You are my rockand my fortress;For Your name'ssakeYou will leadme and guideme.
But the wickedwill perish;And the enemiesof the LORDwill be like the gloryof the pastures,They vanish--like smokethey vanishaway.
Thereis nosoundnessin my fleshbecauseof Your indignation;Thereis nohealthin my bonesbecauseof my sin.
"From on highHe sentfireinto my bones,And it prevailed[over them]. He has spreada netfor my feet;He has turnedme back;He has mademe desolate,Faintalldaylong.
He has caused my fleshand my skinto wasteaway,He has brokenmy bones.
Yetyou do not knowwhatyour lifewill be like tomorrow.You are [just] a vaporthat appearsfor a little whileand thenvanishes away.
