I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.

I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

And when he had fasted forty days and forty nights, he was afterward an hungred.

In weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness.

Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees;

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.

My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.

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

My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.