Job 13:28
So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
And he, like a decaying thing, consumes, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth - eaten.
where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
And I as a rotten thing do consume away, as a garment that is moth eaten.
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
Though I am decaying like a rotten thing, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.
Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.
though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
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12I am like a moth to Ephraim, and like rot to the house of Judah.
26For You write bitter things against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.
27You put my feet in shackles and watch all my ways; You set a limit for the soles of my feet.
21Their flesh wastes away so that it can no longer be seen, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.
22Their soul draws near to the pit, and their life to the messengers of death.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
6My days pass more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
18With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
19He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
2Your wealth has rotted, and your clothes have become moth-eaten.
8For the moth will eat them like a garment, and the worm will eat them like wool. But My righteousness will last forever, and My salvation through all generations.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
3Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; incline your ear to me; on the day I call, answer me quickly.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
12My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
13I have calmed myself until morning; like a lion, He breaks all my bones. Day and night You bring me to an end.
18He builds his house like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut made by a watchman.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
8You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9His anger tears at me, and he hates me; he gnashes his teeth at me. My adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
9Behold, the Sovereign LORD helps me. Who will condemn me? Look, all of them will wear out like a garment; the moth will devour them.
28he will dwell in desolated cities, in houses no one inhabits, destined to become ruins.
19How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
20From morning to evening they are broken to pieces; without anyone noticing, they perish forever.
12Hunger consumes his strength, and calamity is ready at his side.
13It devours parts of his skin; death's firstborn consumes his limbs.
19but you are cast out of your grave like a rejected branch, clothed with the slain, those pierced by the sword, who go down to the stones of the pit, like a corpse trampled underfoot.
15There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you down. It will consume you like the young locusts. Multiply yourselves like locusts; increase yourselves like swarming locusts.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
12It is a fire that burns to destruction, consuming all my harvest.
13His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.
13Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
14The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its features stand out like a garment.
11He puts my feet in the stocks; He watches all my paths.
18He clothed himself with cursing as with his garment; it seeped into his body like water, into his bones like oil.
8All who hate me whisper together against me; they devise evil against me.
5My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
11Remove Your stroke from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.
11'They will perish, but You remain; they will all wear out like a garment.'
11Because of your wrath and indignation, for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
19How suddenly they are destroyed, completely swept away by terrors!
11At the end of your life you will groan, when your flesh and body are spent.
17The seeds shrivel beneath their clods, the storehouses are desolate, the granaries are broken down, for the grain has dried up.