My knees through fasting weaken'd are, my flesh hath fatness lost.
My knees are weak through fasting; And my flesh faileth of fatness.
My knees are weak and totter from fasting; and my body is gaunt and has no fatness.
My legs are weak from fasting; my body is skin and bones.
Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart.
My tears and fasts, t' afflict my soul, were turned to my shame.
When sackcloth I did wear, to them a proverb I became.