Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.

I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

He protects all of his bones. Not one of them is broken.

All my bones shall say, "Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?"

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

Let me hear joy and gladness, That the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

There they were in great fear, where no fear was, for God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you. You have put them to shame, because God has rejected them.

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.

"As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol."