Job 30:17-19

17 aThe night bracks my bones,
and the pain that cgnaws me takes no rest.
18With great force my garment is ddisfigured;
it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19God
Hebrew He
has cast me into the mire,
and I have become like fdust and ashes.

Job 30:30

30My gskin turns black and falls from me,
and my hbones burn with heat.

Lamentations 5:10

10 iOur skin is hot as an oven
with jthe burning heat of famine.

Joel 2:6

6 Before them peoples are in anguish;
kall faces grow pale.

Nahum 2:10

10 lDesolate! Desolation and ruin!
mHearts melt and nknees tremble;
oanguish is in all loins;
pall faces grow pale!
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