Job 13:28

Revised Version 1885

Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

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When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah

How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Which are crushed before the moth!

Therefore am I unto Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Judah as rottenness.

Let her not, I pray, be as one dead, of whom the flesh is half consumed when he cometh out of his mother's womb.

Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.

So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister;

Behold, the Lord GODwill help me; who is he that shall condemn me? behold, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up and breaketh out afresh.

Hear my prayer, O LORD, And give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.