²⁸ And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.

¹⁹ Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)

¹¹ With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity `is' every man. Selah.

¹² let her not, I pray thee, be as `one' dead, when in his coming out from the womb of his mother -- the half of his flesh is consumed.'

¹⁷ At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

¹⁸ By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.

¹⁹ Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

²⁹ A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.

³⁰ My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,

¹² And I `am' as a moth to Ephraim, And as a rotten thing to the house of Judah.