Lamentations 4:8
Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like wood.
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Cross references
- Lamentations 5:10 Our skin is black like an oven, because of the burning heat of famine.
- Job 30:30 My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
- Psalm 102:3–5 For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch. My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread. By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.