King James Version
Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.(Salmos 102:2)
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.(Salmos 102:3)
My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.(Salmos 102:4)
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.(Salmos 102:6)
I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.(Salmos 102:7)
Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.(Salmos 102:8)

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Salmos 102:5 - Referencia Cruzada

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart. (Salmos 38:8)
My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. (Job 19:20)
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping. (Salmos 6:8)
I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. (Salmos 6:6)
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick. (Lamentaciones 4:8)
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. (Salmos 32:3)
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones. (Proverbios 17:22)