His pails are full of milk; His bones are moist with marrow.
Because He covered his face with his fat and made his hips bulge with blubber,
His bones were full of his youthful vigor but it will lie down with him in the dust.
Yet another dies in bitterness of soul, never having tasted goodness.
Their callous heart they shut tight. With their mouth they speak proudly.
It will be healing to your body and refreshment to your bones.