My knees are weak through fasting, And my flesh grows lean from fatness.
So, strengthen the hands which hang down and the weak knees,
And after having fasted forty days and forty nights, He was hungry.
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.
in toil and hardship, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness,
And I wept in my being with fasting, And it became my reproach.
My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
And when I put on sackcloth, I became a proverb to them.