I have said to corruption, Thou {art} my father: to the worm, {Thou art} my mother, and my sister. {said: Heb. cried, or, called}

Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, {and} the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me. {abhor...: or, make me to be abhorred}

The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.

And they shall go forth, and look upon the carcases of the men that have transgressed against me: for their worm shall not die, neither shall their fire be quenched; and they shall be an abhorring unto all flesh.

By the great force {of my disease} is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

And {though} after my skin {worms} destroy this {body}, yet in my flesh shall I see God: {And...: or, After I shall awake, though this body be destroyed, yet out of my flesh}

My wounds stink {and} are corrupt because of my foolishness.

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.

And there shall ye remember your ways, and all your doings, wherein ye have been defiled; and ye shall lothe yourselves in your own sight for all your evils that ye have committed.

From the sole of the foot even unto the head {there is} no soundness in it; {but} wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment. {ointment: or, oil}

For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we {are} dust.

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.

By the great force {of my disease} is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones {that} were not seen stick out.

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. {and to: or, as to}

For my loins are filled with a loathsome {disease}: and {there is} no soundness in my flesh.

What {is} my strength, that I should hope? and what {is} mine end, that I should prolong my life?