30 My very skin became black+ [and dropped] off me,

And my very bones became hot from dryness.

21 His flesh wastes away from sight,

And his bones that were not seen certainly grow bare.

 5 Because of the sound of my sighing+

My bones have stuck to my flesh.+

 8 Their aspect has become darker than blackness itself. They have not been recognized in the streets.+

Their skin has shriveled upon their bones.+ It has become just as dry as a tree.