You severely discipline people for their sins; like a moth you slowly devour their strength. Surely all people are a mere vapor. (Selah)
So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.
how much more to those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth?
who would take his rod away from me so that his terror would not make me afraid.
Look, the sovereign Lord helps me. Who dares to condemn me? Look, all of them will wear out like clothes; a moth will eat away at them.
I will be like a moth to Ephraim, like wood rot to the house of Judah.
turn this man over to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, so that his spirit may be saved in the day of the Lord.
“For the Lord disciplines the one he loves and chastises every son he accepts.”
yet was rebuked for his own transgression (a dumb donkey, speaking with a human voice, restrained the prophet’s madness).
All those I love, I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest and repent!