Lamentations 1.13 ~ Fire Bone

From above hath he sent fire into my bones, 
Can a man not be burned?
And it prevaileth against them.
He hath spread a net for my feet, 
Like a snare for a bird.
He hath turned me back; 
Or a pit for a boar.
He hath made me desolate, 
Like a burned field,
And faint all the day.