He has aged my flesh and my skin, And broken my bones.
I have considered until morning— Like a lion, So He breaks all my bones; From day until night You make an end of me.
Make me hear joy and gladness, That the bones You have broken may rejoice.
“Israel is like scattered sheep; The lions have driven him away. First the king of Assyria devoured him; Now at last this Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”
When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.
I am poured out like water, And all My bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It has melted within Me.
My skin grows black and falls from me; My bones burn with fever.