He has worn away my flesh and skin; he has broken my bones.

他使我的皮肉枯干；他折断我的骨头。

他使我皮肉枯干，折断我的骨头。

他使我皮肉枯干，折断我的骨头。

祂使我皮肉枯槁，祂折断我的骨头。

他使我的肌肤衰残，折断我的骨头。

他使我的皮肉枯乾；他折斷我的骨頭。

他使我皮肉枯乾，折斷我的骨頭。

他使我皮肉枯乾，折斷我的骨頭。

祂使我皮肉枯槁，祂折斷我的骨頭。

他使我的肌膚衰殘，折斷我的骨頭。

他使我皮肉消損；折斷我的骨頭。

銷瘦我肌膚、摧折我骨骸兮、

肌膚槁枯、骨骸摧折兮、

毀我肌膚、折我骨骸、

He has made my skin and my flesh grow old and has broken my bones.

He has worn out my body. He has broken my bones.

He has made my flesh and my skin waste away; he has broken my bones;

He has made my skin and flesh grow old. He has broken my bones.

He has consumed my flesh and my skin, He has broken my bones.

He has aged my flesh and my skin, And broken my bones.

My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.

He has worn away my flesh and skin; He has shattered my bones.

My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.

He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.

He has made my flesh and my skin old. He has broken my bones.

I thought until the morning: He will break all my bones like a lion. By nightfall you make an end of me.

Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice.

Israel is a stray lamb, chased by lions. The first who devoured him was the king of Assyria; the last who crushed his bones was King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon.

For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has pressed down on me.There is no soundness in my body because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.For my iniquities have flooded over my head; they are a burden too heavy for me to bear.My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.I am bent over and brought very low; all day long I go around in mourning.For my insides are full of burning pain, and there is no soundness in my body.I am faint and severely crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.My heart is suffering, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.Because of the sound of my groaning, my flesh sticks to my bones.

Be gracious to me, LORD, because I am in distress; my eyes are worn out from frustration— my whole being as well.Indeed, my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my strength has failed because of my iniquity, and my bones waste away.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me.

You have shriveled me up— it has become a witness; my frailty rises up against me and testifies to my face.His anger tears at me, and he harasses me. He gnashes his teeth at me. My enemy pierces me with his eyes.

When I kept silent, my bones became brittle from my groaning all day long.