Job 13:28
though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
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12Therefore I am to Ephraim like a moth, and to the house of Judah like rottenness.
26For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:
27You also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet,
21His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
22Yes, his soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
18By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
2Your riches are corrupted and your garments are moth-eaten.
8For the moth shall eat them up like a garment, and the worm shall eat them like wool; but my righteousness shall be forever, and my salvation to all generations."
4My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
1"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
13I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
18He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.
13From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
9He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
9Behold, the Lord Yahweh will help me; who is he who shall condemn me? Behold, all they shall wax old as a garment, the moth shall eat them up.
28He has lived in desolate cities, in houses which no one inhabited, which were ready to become heaps.
19How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
20Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.
12His strength shall be famished. Calamity shall be ready at his side.
13The members of his body shall be devoured. The firstborn of death shall devour his members.
19But you are cast away from your tomb like an abominable branch, clothed with the slain, who are thrust through with the sword, who go down to the stones of the pit; like a dead body trodden under foot.
15There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
12For it is a fire that consumes to destruction, and would root out all my increase.
13His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
14He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
13They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.
14I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
14It is changed as clay under the seal, and stands forth as a garment.
11He puts my feet in the stocks. He marks all my paths.'
18He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.
8"An evil disease," they say, "has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more."
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
10Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
11When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.
11They will perish, but you continue. They all will grow old like a garment does.
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
19How they are suddenly destroyed! They are completely swept away with terrors.
11You will groan at your latter end, when your flesh and your body are consumed,
17The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.