Job 30:30
My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat:
Psalm 102:3
For, consumed in smoke, are my days, And, my bones, like a burning mass, are scorched through;
Lamentations 4:8
Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets - Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.
Psalm 119:83
Though I have been like a wine-skin in the smoke, thy statutes, have I not forgotten.
Lamentations 5:10
Our skin, as with a furnace, is scorched, because of the hot winds of famine.
Lamentations 3:4
He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones;