Psalms 22:15

22:15 The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery;

my tongue sticks to my gums.

You set me in the dust of death.

Psalms 102:3-4

102:3 For my days go up in smoke,

and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

102:4 My heart is parched and withered like grass,

for I am unable to eat food.

Job 30:30

30:30 My skin has turned dark on me;

my body is hot with fever.