Leviticus 13:7

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

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

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

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

The priest shall examine him on the seventh day. If it has spread in the skin, then the priest shall pronounce him unclean. It is the plague of leprosy.

But if the itch spreads in the skin after his cleansing,

The priest shall come again on the seventh day, and look. If the plague has spread in the walls of the house,

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.

My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

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

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.

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

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

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.

But evil men and impostors will grow worse and worse, deceiving and being deceived.