He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:

His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.