Job 13:28
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
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12Therefore wil I be vnto Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Iudah as a rottennesse.
26For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
27Thou puttest my feete also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in ye heeles of my feet.
21His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter.
22So his soule draweth to the graue, and his life to the buriers.
5My flesh is clothed with wormes and filthinesse of the dust: my skinne is rent, and become horrible.
6My dayes are swifter then a weauers shittle, and they are spent without hope.
18For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
2Your riches are corrupt, and your garments are moth eaten.
8For the mothe shall eate them vp like a garment, & the worme shall eate them like wool: but my righteousnesse shalbe for euer, and my saluation from generation to generation.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
3For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
12Mine habitation is departed, and is remoued from me, like a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut me off from the height: from day to night, thou wilt make an ende of me.
13I rekoned to the morning: but he brake all my bones, like a lion: from day to night wilt thou make an ende of me.
18He buildeth his house as the moth, and as a lodge that the watchman maketh.
13From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
9His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
9Beholde, the Lord God will helpe me: who is he that can condemne me? loe, they shall waxe olde as a garment: the mothe shall eate them vp.
28Though he dwell in desolate cities, and in houses which no man inhabiteth, but are become heapes,
19Howe much more in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which shalbe destroyed before the moth?
20They be destroyed from the morning vnto the euening: they perish for euer, without regarde.
12His strength shalbe famine: and destruction shalbe readie at his side.
13It shall deuoure the inner partes of his skinne, and the first borne of death shall deuoure his strength.
19But thou art cast out of thy graue like an abominable branch: like the raiment of those that are slaine, and thrust thorowe with a sword, which goe downe to the stones of the pit, as a carkeise troden vnder feete.
15There shall ye fire deuoure thee: the sword shall cut thee off: it shall eate thee vp like the locustes, though thou bee multiplied like the locustes, and multiplyed like the grashopper.
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
12Yea, this is a fire that shal deuoure to destructio, & which shal roote out al mine increase,
13His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
14He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
15I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
13They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
14I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
14It is turned as clay to facion, and all stand vp as a garment.
11He hath put my feete in the stockes, and looketh narrowly vnto all my paths.
18As he clothed himselfe with cursing like a rayment, so shall it come into his bowels like water, and like oyle into his bones.
8A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
11When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. Selah.
11They shall perish, but thou doest remaine: and they all shall waxe olde as doeth a garment.
11My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
19How suddenly are they destroyed, perished and horribly consumed,
11And thou mourne at thine end, (when thou hast consumed thy flesh and thy bodie)
17The seede is rotten vnder their cloddes: the garners are destroyed: the barnes are broken downe, for the corne is withered.