Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
Our skin became black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
My bones pierce me in the night, and my sinews take no rest.
Before him the peoples shall fear: all faces shall go pale.
She is empty and worn out and is in pieces, and the heart melted, the knees smite together, and much pain is in the kidneys, and the faces of them all gather blackness.
My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my green growth is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as in a hearth.
For I am become like a wine skin in the smoke; yet I have not forgotten thy statutes.