In his great power God grabs hold of my clothing and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
I am nothing but skin and bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
So Satan left the Lord’s presence. He put painful sores on Job’s body, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
My body is covered with worms and scabs, and my skin is broken and full of sores.
My sores stink and become infected because I was foolish.
Anyone who has something wrong with him must not come near: blind men, crippled men, men with damaged faces, deformed men,