Job 7:5

Bible in Basic English (1941)

My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 17:14 : 14 If I say to the earth, You are my father; and to the worm, My mother and my sister;
  • Isa 14:11 : 11 Your pride has gone down into the underworld, and the noise of your instruments of music; the worms are under you, and your body is covered with them.
  • Job 2:7-8 : 7 And the Satan went out from before the Lord, and sent on Job an evil disease covering his skin from his feet to the top of his head. 8 And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.
  • Job 9:31 : 31 Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
  • Isa 66:24 : 24 And they will go out to see the dead bodies of the men who have done evil against me: for their worm will ever be living, and their fire will never be put out, and they will be a thing of fear to all flesh.
  • Ezek 20:43 : 43 And there, at the memory of your ways and of all the things you did to make yourselves unclean, you will have bitter hate for yourselves because of all the evil things you have done.
  • Acts 12:23 : 23 And straight away the angel of the Lord sent a disease on him, because he did not give the glory to God: and his flesh was wasted away by worms, and so he came to his end.
  • Job 19:26 : 26 And ... without my flesh I will see God;
  • Job 24:20 : 20 The public place of his town has no more knowledge of him, and his name has gone from the memory of men: he is rooted up like a dead tree.
  • Job 30:18-19 : 18 With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat. 19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
  • Ps 38:5-7 : 5 My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour. 6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day. 7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
  • Isa 1:6 : 6 The body, from head to foot, is all diseased; it is a mass of open wounds, marks of blows, and broken flesh: the flow of blood has not been stopped, and no oil has been put on the wounds.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • 4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.

  • Ps 102:3-5
    3 verses
    81%

    3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.

    4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.

    5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.

  • 6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

  • Job 16:14-16
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    78%

    14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.

    15 I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.

    16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;

  • Ps 38:5-8
    4 verses
    78%

    5 My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.

    6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.

    7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.

    8 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.

  • Job 7:3-4
    2 verses
    78%

    3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.

    4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

  • Job 33:20-21
    2 verses
    77%

    20 He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;

    21 His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...

  • 26 And ... without my flesh I will see God;

  • Job 30:16-19
    4 verses
    76%

    16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:

    17 The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

    18 With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.

    19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.

  • 28 Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    75%

    14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.

    15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.

  • 30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.

  • 10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.

  • 20 My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.

  • 1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.

  • 6 But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.

  • Job 16:7-8
    2 verses
    73%

    7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.

    8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.

  • Job 17:14-15
    2 verses
    73%

    14 If I say to the earth, You are my father; and to the worm, My mother and my sister;

    15 Where then is my hope? and who will see my desire?

  • 7 My soul has no desire for such things, they are as disease in my food.

  • 11 By you I was clothed with skin and flesh, and joined together with bones and muscles.

  • 31 Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.

  • 7 Our bones are broken up at the mouth of the underworld, as the earth is broken by the plough.

  • 12 My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.

  • 6 How much less man who is an insect, and the son of man who is a worm!

  • 7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.

  • 16 I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.

  • 16 By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.

  • 26 Together they go down to the dust, and are covered by the worm.

  • 3 My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.

  • 4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.

  • 6 At the very thought of it my flesh is shaking with fear.

  • 1 Sorrow is mine! for I am as when they have got in the summer fruits, like the last of the grapes: there is nothing for food, not even an early fig for my desire.

  • 13 From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.

  • 21 And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.

  • 11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.