TSK · Lamentations 3:4

My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.

Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.

For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.

For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

“The people of Israel are like scattered sheep which lions have chased away. First the king of Assyria devoured them. Now last of all King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon has gnawed their bones.