5My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.
2 Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired man waiting eagerly for his wages,
3 so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.
4 When I lie down I think, 'How long before I get up?' The night drags on, and I toss till dawn.
5 My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.
6 "My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
7:5My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and suppurates.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin closeth up and breaketh out afresh.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and become lothsome.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
7:5Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.