My knees are weak through fasting; my body has become gaunt, with no fat.
Therefore lift your drooping hands and strengthen your weak knees,
And after fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry.
For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long. For day and night your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was dried up as by the heat of summer. Selah
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;
in toil and hardship, through many a sleepless night, in hunger and thirst, often without food, in cold and exposure.
My heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread. Because of my loud groaning my bones cling to my flesh.
When I wept and humbled my soul with fasting, it became my reproach.
My wounds stink and fester because of my foolishness, I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all the day I go about mourning. For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh. I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
But I, when they were sick— I wore sackcloth; I afflicted myself with fasting; I prayed with head bowed on my chest. I went about as though I grieved for my friend or my brother; as one who laments his mother, I bowed down in mourning.
My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
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