With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering.
My skin and flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the c
Why do you want more beatings? Why do you keep rebelling? Your head has a massive wound, and your whole heart is afflict
My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.