³⁰ My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

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.

³ For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

⁸³ For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.

¹⁰ Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.