Lamentations 3:4
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
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Lamentations 3:4
My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
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Lamentations 3:5
He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
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Psalms 32:3
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
Psalms 31:9
Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
Psalms 31:10
For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
Psalms 38:3
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
Psalms 51:8
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
Psalms 102:3
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
Psalms 102:4
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
Psalms 102:5
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
Isaiah 38:13
I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
Job 16:8
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
Job 30:17
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
Psalms 22:14
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
Lamentations 1:13
From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
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Job 30:30
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Lamentations 5:10
Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
Job 19:20
My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Psalms 119:83
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.
Lamentations 4:8
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
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