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10 Our skin is black as an oven
    from the scorching heat of famine.(A)

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Now their visage is blacker than soot;
    they are not recognized in the streets.
Their skin has shriveled on their bones;
    it has become as dry as wood.(A)

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30 My skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my bones burn with heat.(A)

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83 For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke,
    yet I have not forgotten your statutes.(A)

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

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