Psalms 102:3-5

102:3 For my days go up in smoke,

and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

102:4 My heart is parched and withered like grass,

for I am unable to eat food.

102:5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan,

my bones protrude from my skin.

Psalms 102:11

102:11 My days are coming to an end,

and I am withered like grass.