Job 7:5

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Job 7:5

“My flesh is clothed with worms and a crust of dirt,
My skin hardens and runs.

Job 17:14

If I call to the pit, ‘You are my father’;
To the worm, ‘my mother and my sister’;

Isaiah 14:11

‘Your pomp and the music of your harps
Have been brought down to Sheol;
Maggots are spread out as your bed beneath you
And worms are your covering.’

Job 2:7-8

Then Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.

Job 9:31

Yet You would plunge me into the pit,
And my own clothes would abhor me.

Job 19:26

“Even after my skin is destroyed,
Yet from my flesh I shall see God;

Job 24:20

“A mother will forget him;
The worm feeds sweetly till he is no longer remembered.
And wickedness will be broken like a tree.

Job 30:18-19

“By a great force my garment is distorted;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.

Psalm 38:5-7

My wounds grow foul and fester
Because of my folly.

Isaiah 1:6

From the sole of the foot even to the head
There is nothing sound in it,
Only bruises, welts and raw wounds,
Not pressed out or bandaged,
Nor softened with oil.

“Then they will go forth and look
On the corpses of the men
Who have transgressed against Me.
For their worm will not die
And their fire will not be quenched;
And they will be an abhorrence to all mankind.”

Ezekiel 20:43

There you will remember your ways and all your deeds with which you have defiled yourselves; and you will loathe yourselves in your own sight for all the evil things that you have done.

Acts 12:23

And immediately an angel of the Lord struck him because he did not give God the glory, and he was eaten by worms and died.

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Summary

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

Flesh

Loathsome

Job 9:31

Isaiah 66:24

Ezekiel 20:43

Bible References

Flesh

Then Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.

If I call to the pit, ‘You are my father’;
To the worm, ‘my mother and my sister’;

“Even after my skin is destroyed,
Yet from my flesh I shall see God;

“A

mother will forget him;

The worm feeds sweetly till he is no longer remembered.
And wickedness will be broken like a tree.

“By a great force my garment is distorted;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.

My wounds grow foul and fester
Because of my folly.

From the sole of the foot even to the head

There is nothing sound in it,
Only bruises, welts and raw wounds,

Not pressed out or bandaged,

Nor softened with oil.

‘Your pomp and the music of your harps
Have been brought down to Sheol;
Maggots are spread out as your bed beneath you
And worms are your covering.’

And immediately an angel of the Lord struck him because he did not give God the glory, and he was eaten by worms and died.

Loathsome

Yet You would plunge me into the pit,
And my own clothes would abhor me.

“Then they will go forth and look
On the corpses of the men
Who have

transgressed against Me.

For their worm will not die

And their fire will not be quenched;

And they will be an abhorrence to all mankind.”

There you will remember your ways and all your deeds with which you have defiled yourselves; and you will loathe yourselves in your own sight for all the evil things that you have done.