I called to the pit: Grave, thou my father: and to the worm, My mother, and my sister.
For thou wilt not leave my soul to hades; thou wilt not give thy merciful ones to see corruption.
So also the rising up of the dead. It is sown in corruption; it is raised in incorruption:
Thy grandeur was brought down to hades, the sound of thy harps: the worm was spread under thee, and worms covering thee.
And he shall yet live forever, he shall not see destruction.
My skin was black from above me, and my bones burnt from heat
The womb shall forget him; the worm sucked him; he shall be no more remembered: and iniquity shall be broken as a tree.
They will lie down together upon the dust, and the worm shall cover over them.
And he as rottenness will fall away; as a garment the moth ate it.
And after they destroyed my skin, this, and from my flesh I shall see God:
And my flesh was clothed with worms, and a clod of dust; my akin was contracted and melted away.
How much less man, a worm; and the son of man, a worm. .