Job 13:28

A Conservative Version

Though I am like a rotten thing that decays, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

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When thou have corrected man with rebukes for iniquity, thou make his beauty to disintegrate like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. Selah.

How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!

Therefore I am to Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Judah as rottenness.

Let her not, I pray, be as one dead, of whom the flesh is half consumed when he comes out of his mother's womb.

Your wealth has decayed, and your garments have become moth-eaten.

So Satan went forth from the presence of LORD, and smote Job with severe boils from the sole of his foot to his crown.

if I have said to corruption, Thou are my father, to the worm, My mother, and my sister,

Behold, lord LORD will help me. Who is he who shall condemn me? Behold, all they shall grow old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry. Keep not silent at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.