I am burning with fever, and my whole body is sore.
I said to the king, “May the king live forever! My face is sad because the city where my ancestors are buried lies in ruins, and its gates have been destroyed by fire.”
In his great power God grabs hold of my clothing and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
My body is covered with worms and scabs, and my skin is broken and full of sores.
My life is passing away like smoke, and my bones are burned up with fire.
They say, “He has a terrible disease. He will never get out of bed again.”
Because Herod did not give the glory to God, an angel of the Lord immediately caused him to become sick, and he was eaten by worms and died.
