I have called to corruption, You are my father; to the worm, My mother and my sister.
For You will not leave My soul in Sheol; You will not give Your Holy One to see corruption.
So also the resurrection of dead ones. It is sown in corruption, it is raised in incorruption.
Your majesty is lowered into Sheol; the noise of your harps. The maggot is spread under you; yea, the worms cover you.
for he shall yet live forever; he does not see the pit.
My skin is blackened on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
The womb shall forget him; the worm sucks on him; he shall be remembered no more; and injustice shall be broken like a tree.
they lie down together on the dust, and the worm covers over them.
And he wears out like a rotten thing, like a garment which a moth eats.
and after my skin has been struck off from my flesh, yet this, I shall see God,
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and is loathed.
how much less man who is a maggot; and the son of man who is a worm!