For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.
For I am like a wineskin dried up in smoke. I do not forget your statutes.
Do not reject me! Do not push your servant away in anger! You are my deliverer! Do not forsake or abandon me, O God who vindicates me!
For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
For you are my high ridge and my stronghold; for the sake of your own reputation you lead me and guide me.
But evil men will die; the Lord’s enemies will be incinerated – they will go up in smoke.
My whole body is sick because of your judgment; I am deprived of health because of my sin.
He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long. נ (Nun)
He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
You do not know about tomorrow. What is your life like? For you are a puff of smoke that appears for a short time and then vanishes.