Psalm 38:3
"There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin."
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Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
Then Uzziah was wroth, and had a censer in his hand to burn incense: and while he was wroth with the priests, the leprosy even rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the LORD, from beside the incense altar.