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.
For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.
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.
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.
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.
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