He has worn out my flesh and my skin, He has broken my bones.
My skin became black upon me, and my bones burned with heat.
I have been poured out like water, And all My bones have been spread apart; My heart has become like wax; It has melted in the midst of My inward parts.
When I kept silent, my bones became old Through my groaning all the day.
Let me hear joy and gladness, Let the bones You have crushed rejoice.
“I soothed myself until morning. Like a lion, so He shatters all my bones. From day to night You make an end of me.
“Yisra’ĕ