TSK · Lamentations 3:4

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

Israel is a hunted sheep; the lions have driven him away: first, the king of Assyria devoured him; and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.