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  • My flesh is rotting under my skin, my bones are sticking out like teeth. (Job 19, 20)

  • His bones used to be full of youthful vigour: and there it lies, in the dust with him, now! (Job 20, 11)

  • thighs padded with fat and the marrow in the bones good and moist. (Job 21, 24)

  • At night-time sickness saps my bones I am gnawed by wounds that never sleep. (Job 30, 17)

  • My skin has turned black on me, my bones are burnt with fever. (Job 30, 30)

  • Or again, he corrects by the sufferings of the sick-bed, when someone's bones tremble continuously (Job 33, 19)

  • and his flesh rots away while you watch it and the bones beneath begin to show, (Job 33, 21)

  • His bones are bronze tubes, his frame like forged iron. (Job 40, 18)

  • Have pity on me, Yahweh, for I am fading away. Heal me, Yahweh, my bones are shaken, (Psalms 6, 2)

  • My strength is trickling away, my bones are all disjointed, my heart has turned to wax, melting inside me. (Psalms 22, 14)

  • I can count every one of my bones, while they look on and gloat; (Psalms 22, 17)

  • For my life is worn out with sorrow, and my years with sighs. My strength gives way under my misery, and my bones are all wasted away. (Psalms 31, 10)


O maldito “eu” o mantém apegado à Terra e o impede de voar para Jesus. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina