Job 30:18

American Standard Version 2015

By {\i God's} great force is my garment disfigured;\par\tab It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

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So Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt,\par\tab Because of my foolishness.

My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh,\par\tab And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust;\par\tab My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.

For whatsoever man he be that hath a blemish, he shall not approach: a blind man, or a lame, or he that hath a flat nose, or anything superfluous,