And by night my bones are confounded; and my sinews are relaxed.

And You have counted me as clay; my portion in dust and ashes.

Let her not be like death, as an abortion coming out of his mother's womb, when [the disease] devours the half of the flesh.

But as [for] them that dwell in houses of clay, of whom we also are formed of the same clay, He smites them like a moth.

You chasten man with rebukes for iniquity, and You make his life to consume away like a spider's web; nay, every man is disquieted in vain. Pause.

Therefore I [will be] as consternation to Ephraim, and as a goad to the house of Judah.