Job 19:20

I'm a pile of skin and bones; I have barely escaped by the skin of my teeth."

Because of the sound of my sighing, my bones cling to my skin.

Now their faces are blacker than coal; they are unrecognized in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones; it has become dry like a stick.

Satan answered the LORD, "Skin for skin! The man will give up everything that he owns in exchange for his health.

My skin is covered with worms and clods of dirt; my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.

My skin turns black all over me; and my bones seem burned from the heat.

"He is being reproved by painful bed rest, with continual aching in his bones.

I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.

When I kept silent about my sin, my body wasted away by my groaning all day long.

My body is unhealthy due to your anger, and my bones have no rest due to my sin.

For my days are vanishing like smoke; my bones are charred as in a fireplace.

He made my flesh and skin prematurely old; he broke my bones.

Our skin blisters as from an oven, due to ravaging blasts of the famine.

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My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.