Psalms 102:5

3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

4My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.

5By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

6I am like a pelican of the wilderness. I have become as an owl of the waste places.

7I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.