My knees are weak through fasting, And my flesh is feeble from lack of fatness.

我因禁食，膝骨软弱；我身上的肉也渐渐瘦了。

我因禁食，膝盖软弱；我身体消瘦，不再丰润。

我因禁食，膝盖软弱；我身体消瘦，不再丰润。

禁食使我双腿发软，瘦骨嶙峋。

我因禁食，双膝软弱无力；我的身体消瘦枯干。

我的膝盖因禁食而衰弱，我的肉体消瘦，不再肥美。

我因禁食，膝骨軟弱；我身上的肉也漸漸瘦了。

我因禁食，膝蓋軟弱；我身體消瘦，不再豐潤。

我因禁食，膝蓋軟弱；我身體消瘦，不再豐潤。

禁食使我雙腿發軟，瘦骨嶙峋。

我因禁食，雙膝軟弱無力；我的身體消瘦枯乾。

我因禁食而膝骨軟弱；我身上的肉都瘦皺無油。

我的膝蓋因禁食而軟弱，我的肉體消瘦，不再肥美。

我因禁食、膝弱體瘦兮、

予禁食已久、致足痿形瘦兮、

我因禁食、膝骨疲軟、身軀消瘦、不能強壯、

齋久雙膝軟。肌膚不復實。

My knees give way from fasting; my body is thin and gaunt.

My knees are weak because I’ve gone without food. My body is very thin.

My knees are weak through fasting; my body has become gaunt, with no fat.

My knees are weak from fasting, and I am skin and bones.

My knees are weak from fasting, and my body is emaciated.

My knees are weak from fasting, And my flesh has grown lean, without fatness.

My knees are weak through fasting; And my flesh faileth of fatness.

My knees are weak from fasting, and my body is emaciated.

My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness.

I am so starved my knees shake; I have turned into skin and bones.

My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.

Therefore strengthen the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees,

My wounds are foul and festering Because of my foolishness.I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.I am feeble and severely broken; I groan because of the turmoil of my heart.

I am poured out like water, And all My bones are out of joint; My heart is like wax; It has melted within Me.

When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting, That became my reproach.

in weariness and toil, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness—

My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, And I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

But as for me, when they were sick, My clothing was sackcloth; I humbled myself with fasting; And my prayer would return to my own heart.I paced about as though he were my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.

My heart is stricken and withered like grass, So that I forget to eat my bread.Because of the sound of my groaning My bones cling to my skin.

When I kept silent, my bones grew old Through my groaning all the day long.For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; My vitality was turned into the drought of summer. Selah

And when He had fasted forty days and forty nights, afterward He was hungry.