⁵ My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

¹¹ Your pride has gone down into the underworld, and the noise of your instruments of music; the worms are under you, and your body is covered with them.

¹⁴ If I say to the earth, You are my father; and to the worm, My mother and my sister;

⁷ And the Satan went out from before the Lord, and sent on Job an evil disease covering his skin from his feet to the top of his head.

⁸ And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.

²³ And straight away the angel of the Lord sent a disease on him, because he did not give the glory to God: and his flesh was wasted away by worms, and so he came to his end.

⁴³ And there, at the memory of your ways and of all the things you did to make yourselves unclean, you will have bitter hate for yourselves because of all the evil things you have done.

²⁴ And they will go out to see the dead bodies of the men who have done evil against me: for their worm will ever be living, and their fire will never be put out, and they will be a thing of fear to all flesh.

⁶ The body, from head to foot, is all diseased; it is a mass of open wounds, marks of blows, and broken flesh: the flow of blood has not been stopped, and no oil has been put on the wounds.

⁵ My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.

⁶ I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.

⁷ For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.

¹⁸ With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.

¹⁹ Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.

²⁰ The public place of his town has no more knowledge of him, and his name has gone from the memory of men: he is rooted up like a dead tree.

²⁶ And ... without my flesh I will see God;

³¹ Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.