Psalms 102:5
Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
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4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
20My bones stick to my skin and my flesh; I have escaped alive with only the skin of my teeth.
2Do not ignore me in my time of trouble! Listen to me! When I call out to you, quickly answer me!
3For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
4My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.
5My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
14My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
15The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
16Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
17Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.
18With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
9Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
21His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.
3When I refused to confess my sin, my whole body wasted away, while I groaned in pain all day long.
30My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.
31My harp is used for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.
7As when one plows and breaks up the soil, so our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
2For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.
3My whole body is sick because of your judgment; I am deprived of health because of my sin.
17I can count all my bones; my enemies are gloating over me in triumph.
24I am so starved my knees shake; I have turned into skin and bones.
2Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am frail! Heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking!
6I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins.
6I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
7For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.
8I am numb with pain and severely battered; I groan loudly because of the anxiety I feel.
9O Lord, you understand my heart’s desire; my groaning is not hidden from you.
10My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
11My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
11You clothed me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews.
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
13מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
8You have seized me, and it has become a witness; my leanness has risen up against me and testifies against me.
21Yes, my spirit was bitter, and my insides felt sharp pain.
4My heart beats violently within me; the horrors of death overcome me.
20ר(Resh) Look, O LORD! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.
25For we lie in the dirt, with our bellies pressed to the ground.
9For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,
3I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
24For my sighing comes in place of my food, and my groanings flow forth like water.
25ד(Dalet) I collapse in the dirt. Revive me with your word!
19Or a person is chastened by pain on his bed, and with the continual strife of his bones,
7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
16ו(Vav) He ground my teeth in gravel; he trampled me in the dust.
7I have refused to touch such things; they are like loathsome food to me.
22then let my arm fall from the shoulder, let my arm be broken off at the socket.
6I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.(Selah)