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.

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.

³ When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

³ There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

¹⁰ As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?