Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Summary
                            For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.                        
                    Bible References
My bones
                                        Psalm 22:14                                        
                                                                                                                                I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart also in the midst of my body is even like melting wax.
                                    
                                        Psalm 31:10                                        
                                                                                                                                For my life is waxen old with heaviness, and my years with mourning. My strength faileth me, because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
                                    
                                        Psalm 38:3                                        
                                                                                                                                There is no health in my flesh, because of thy displeasure; neither is there any rest in my bones, by reason of my sin.
                                    
                                        Job 30:30                                        
                                                                                                                                My skin upon me is turned to black, and my bones are burnt with heat;
                                    
                                        Lamentations 1:13                                        
                                                                                                                                {Mem} From above hath he sent down a fire into my bones: and it burned them cruelly. He hath laid a net for my feet, and thrown me wide open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must ever be mourning.
                                    
                                        Lamentations 3:4                                        
                                                            
                        {Beth} My flesh and my skin hath he made old, my bones hath he bruised.