Verse 8

Nowe their visage is blacker then a cole: they can not knowe them in the streetes: their skinne cleaueth to their bones: it is withered like a stocke.

Referenced Verses

  • Job 30:30 : 30 My skinne is blacke vpon me, & my bones are burnt with heate.
  • Ps 102:3-5 : 3 For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe. 4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread. 5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
  • Lam 5:10 : 10 Our skinne was blacke like as an ouen because of the terrible famine.
  • Ps 119:83 : 83 For I am like a bottell in the smoke: yet doe I not forget thy statutes.
  • Job 19:20 : 20 My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
  • Job 30:17-19 : 17 It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest. 18 For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate. 19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
  • Ruth 1:19-20 : 19 So they went both vntill they came to Beth-lehem: and when they were come to Beth-lehem, it was noysed of them through all the citie, and they said, Is not this Naomi? 20 And she answered them, Call me not Naomi, but call me Mara: for the Almightie hath giuen me much bitternes.
  • Job 2:12 : 12 So when they lift vp their eyes a farre off, they knewe him not: therefore they lift vp their voyces and wept, and euery one of them rent his garment, and sprinkled dust vpon their heads toward the heauen.
  • Job 33:21 : 21 His flesh faileth that it can not be seene, and his bones which were not seene, clatter.
  • Ps 32:4 : 4 (For thine hand is heauie vpon me, day and night: and my moysture is turned into ye drought of summer. Selah)
  • Ps 38:3 : 3 There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
  • Isa 52:14 : 14 As many were astonied at thee (his visage was so deformed of men, and his forme of the sonnes of men)
  • Lam 4:1-2 : 1 How is the golde become so dimme? the most fine golde is changed, and the stones of the Sanctuarie are scattered in the corner of euery streete. 2 The noble men of Zion coparable to fine golde, howe are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, euen the worke of the handes of the potter!
  • Ps 102:11 : 11 My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
  • Joel 2:6 : 6 Before his face shal the people tremble: all faces shal gather blackenesse.
  • Nah 2:10 : 10 She is emptie and voyde and waste, and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and sorowe is in all loynes, and the faces of the all gather blackenesse.