Psalms 102:5
“By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.”
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert.
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
Cross-References
“Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.”
“My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.”
“My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.”
“Huram said moreover, Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, that made heaven and earth, who hath given to David the king a wise son, endued with prudence and understanding, that might build an house for the Lord, and an house for his kingdom.”
“I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.”