My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so that I even forget to eat my bread.
By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my skin.
By reason of my loud groaning [from suffering and trouble] my flesh cleaves to my bones.
By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
because of my intense groans. My bones are protruding from my skin.
He satisfies your desire with good things. Your youth will be renewed like that of the eagle.
Who satisfieth thy desire with good things: thy youth shall be renewed like the eagle's.
Like a flower he comes up and withers; like a shadow he flees and does not stay.
My bones cling to my skin and my flesh; I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.
For there is no memory of You in death, in Sheol who will praise You?
My eyes are weakened with grief— they age because of my enemies.
in the morning it flourishes and springs up, by evening it withers and dries up.
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Their form has become darker than soot! They are not recognized in the street. Their skin has shriveled on their bones, withered like a tree.
So it was year after year, whenever she went up to the House of Adonai, that she would provoke her; so she wept and would not eat.