Lamentations 5:10

Our skin, as with a furnace, is scorched, because of the hot winds of famine.

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.

My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat:

Though I have been like a wine-skin in the smoke, thy statutes, have I not forgotten.

He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones;

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Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.

He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones;

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.

My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat:

Though I have been like a wine-skin in the smoke, thy statutes, have I not forgotten.

But the famine, was severe in the land.