For my days [a]are (A)consumed like smoke,
And my bones are burned like a hearth.
My heart is stricken and withered like grass,
So that I forget to eat my bread.
Because of the sound of my groaning
My bones cling to my [b]skin.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 102:3 Lit. end in
  2. Psalm 102:5 flesh

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