Beth. My skin and my flesh he hath made old, he hath broken my bones.

my flesh

Job 16:8,9 But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing. . . .

Psalm 31:9,10 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly: . . .

Psalm 32:3 Because I was silent my bones grew old; whilst I cried out all the day long.

Psalm 38:2-8 For thy arrows are fastened in me: and thy hand hath been strong upon me. . . .

Psalm 102:3-5 For my days are vanished like smoke, and my bones are grown dry like fuel for the fire. . . .

he hath

Psalm 22:14 I am poured out like water; and all my bones are scattered. My heart is become like wax melting in the midst of my bowels.

Psalm 51:8 To my hearing thou shalt give joy and gladness: and the bones that have been humbled shall rejoice.

Isaiah 38:13 I hoped till morning, as a lion so hath he broken all my bones: from morning even to night thou wilt make an end of me.

Jeremiah 50:17 Israel is a scattered flock, the lions have driven him away: first the king of Assyria devoured him: and last this Nabuchodonosor king of Babylon hath broken his bones.