When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.

Will I eat the flesh of bulls, or drink the blood of goats?

In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.

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 loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.

Behold, he smote the rock, that the waters gushed out, and the streams overflowed; can he give bread also? can he provide flesh for his people?

He rained flesh also upon them as dust, and feathered fowls like as the sand of the sea:

For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.

The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.

{A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.} O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is;

O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come.