Lamentations 4:8
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.
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- Lamentations 5:10 Our skin was black like an oven because of the terrible famine.
- Job 30:30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
- Psalm 102:3–5 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.