For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.
yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
“From on high he sent fire; into my bones he made it descend; he spread a net for my feet; he turned me back; he has left me stunned, faint all the day long.
But the wicked will perish; the enemies of the Lord are like the glory of the pastures; they vanish—like smoke they vanish away.
My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.
He has made my flesh and my skin waste away; he has broken my bones;
For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, yet I have not forgotten your statutes.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within my breast; my strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to my jaws; you lay me in the dust of death.
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