My knees are weak from fasting, and my body grows lean and gaunt.
After fasting forty days and forty nights, He was hungry.
When I kept silent, my bones became brittle from my groaning all day long.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
Therefore strengthen your limp hands and weak knees.
My skin and flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.
in labor and toil and often without sleep, in hunger and thirst and often without food, in cold and exposure.
I wept and fasted, but it brought me reproach.
My heart is afflicted, and withered like grass; I even forget to eat my bread.
Yet when they were ill, I put on sackcloth; I humbled myself with fasting, but my prayers returned unanswered.