Job 33:21
His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.
His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.
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19Or a person is chastened by pain on his bed, and with the continual strife of his bones,
20so that his life loathes food, and his soul rejects appetizing fare.
22He draws near to the place of corruption, and his life to the messengers of death.
4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
3For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
4My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.
5Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
22His flesh only has pain for him, and he mourns for himself.”
12Calamity is hungry for him, and misfortune is ready at his side.
13It eats away parts of his skin; the most terrible death devours his limbs.
14He is dragged from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.
5My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
28So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
11His bones were full of his youthful vigor, but that vigor will lie down with him in the dust.
28he lived in ruined towns and in houses where no one lives, where they are ready to crumble into heaps.
29He will not grow rich, and his wealth will not endure, nor will his possessions spread over the land.
24his body well nourished, and the marrow of his bones moist.
25And another man dies in bitterness of soul, never having tasted anything good.
8ח(Khet) Now their appearance is darker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it is dried up, like tree bark.
20My bones stick to my skin and my flesh; I have escaped alive with only the skin of my teeth.
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
23The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm on it, immovable.
24I am so starved my knees shake; I have turned into skin and bones.
7As when one plows and breaks up the soil, so our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
14My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
15The 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.
17Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.
18With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.
11And at the end of your life you will groan when your flesh and your body are wasted away.
17Surely, he ate in darkness every day of his life, and he suffered greatly with sickness and anger.
21“Nothing is left for him to devour; that is why his prosperity does not last.
7I have refused to touch such things; they are like loathsome food to me.
26And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God,
3You devour my people’s flesh, strip off their skin, and crush their bones. You chop them up like flesh in a pot– like meat in a kettle.
30My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.
25then his flesh is restored like a youth’s; he returns to the days of his youthful vigor.
20The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. Like a tree, wickedness will be broken down.
8They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him, and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’
14his food is turned sour in his stomach; it becomes the venom of serpents within him.
11He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
16Below his roots dry up, and his branches wither above.
7For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.
18They lost their appetite for all food, and they drew near the gates of death.
7he will perish forever, like his own excrement; those who used to see him will say,‘Where is he?’
13מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
23he wanders about– food for vultures; he knows that the day of darkness is at hand.
26Total darkness waits to receive his treasures; a fire which has not been kindled will consume him and devour what is left in his tent.
22then let my arm fall from the shoulder, let my arm be broken off at the socket.
32And when he is carried to the tombs, and watch is kept over the funeral mound,
9People who had seen him will not see him again, and the place where he was will recognize him no longer.