Job 19:20

By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

Whereas you don’t know what your life will be like tomorrow. For what is your life? For you are a vapor that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.

You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.

They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.

His flesh is so consumed away that it can’t be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.

Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:

if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish— vanish like smoke.

because of your indignation and your wrath; for you have taken me up and thrown me away.

For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke. I don’t forget your statutes.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, with the sound of your stringed instruments. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.

“Israel is a hunted sheep. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him, and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”

“From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet. He has turned me back. He has made me desolate and I faint all day long.

Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like a stick.

Therefore lift up the hands that hang down and the feeble knees,

I went out full, and Yahweh has brought me home again empty. Why do you call me Naomi, since Yahweh has testified against me, and the Almighty has afflicted me?”

So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.

I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

Don’t remember the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions. Remember me according to your loving kindness, for your goodness’ sake, Yahweh.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

You will groan at your latter end, when your flesh and your body are consumed,

A cheerful heart makes good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

They will not lie with the mighty who are fallen of the uncircumcised, who have gone down to Sheol with their weapons of war, and have laid their swords under their heads, and their iniquities are on their bones; for they were the terror of the mighty in the land of the living.

When he opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature saying, “Come and see!” And behold, a black horse, and he who sat on it had a balance in his hand.

But if the scab spreads on the skin after he has shown himself to the priest for his cleansing, he shall show himself to the priest again.

Yahweh said to Moses, “Behold, you shall sleep with your fathers. This people will rise up and play the prostitute after the strange gods of the land where they go to be among them, and will forsake me and break my covenant which I have made with them.

Then Uzziah was angry. He had a censer in his hand to burn incense, and while he was angry with the priests, the leprosy broke out on his forehead before the priests in Yahweh’s house, beside the altar of incense.

When they lifted up their eyes from a distance, and didn’t recognize him, they raised their voices, and wept; and they each tore his robe, and sprinkled dust on their heads toward the sky.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

You forever prevail against him, and he departs. You change his face, and send him away.

But his flesh on him has pain, and his soul within him mourns.”

His bones are full of his youth, but youth will lie down with him in the dust.

My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

He is chastened also with pain on his bed, with continual strife in his bones,

I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer.

All my bones shall say, “Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?”

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, you consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.”

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.

Therefore remove sorrow from your heart, and put away evil from your flesh; for youth and the dawn of life are vanity.

Don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.

“They will go out, and look at the dead bodies of the men who have transgressed against me; for their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind.”

“Judah mourns, and its gates languish. They sit in black on the ground. The cry of Jerusalem goes up.

Surely after that I was turned. I repented. After that I was instructed. I struck my thigh. I was ashamed, yes, even confounded, because I bore the reproach of my youth.’

Then Zedekiah the king commanded, and they committed Jeremiah into the court of the guard. They gave him daily a loaf of bread out of the bakers’ street, until all the bread in the city was gone. Thus Jeremiah remained in the court of the guard.

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

Our skin is black like an oven, because of the burning heat of famine.

There you will remember your ways, and all your deeds in which you have polluted yourselves. Then you will loathe yourselves in your own sight for all your evils that you have committed.

Your gold and your silver are corroded, and their corrosion will be for a testimony against you and will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up your treasure in the last days.