You punish our sins by your rebukes, and like a moth you destroy what we love. Indeed we are no more than a puff of wind!
As a result, I crumble like rotten wood, like a moth-eaten coat.
My skin has turned dark; I am burning with fever.
Do you think he will trust a creature of clay, a thing of dust that can be crushed like a moth?
Stop punishing me, God! Keep your terrors away!
The Sovereign Lord himself defends me— who, then, can prove me guilty? All my accusers will disappear; they will vanish like moth-eaten cloth.
I will bring destruction on Israel and ruin on the people of Judah.
you are to hand this man over to Satan for his body to be destroyed, so that his spirit may be saved in the Day of the Lord.
Because the Lord corrects everyone he loves, and punishes everyone he accepts as a child.”
and was rebuked for his sin. His donkey spoke with a human voice and stopped the prophet's insane action.
I rebuke and punish all whom I love. Be in earnest, then, and turn from your sins.