And he, like that which is rotten, wastes away, as a garment that is moth-eaten.
“When You chastise man for crookedness with reproofs, You consume what he loves, like a moth; All men are but a breath. Selah.
‘How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth?
“So I am to Ephrayim like a moth, and to the house of Yehuḏ
“Please do not let her be as one dead when coming out of its mother’s womb, with our flesh half consumed!”
Your riches have rotted, and your garments have become moth-eaten.
And Satan went out from the presence of יהוה, and smote Iyoḇ
I shall say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ – to the worm, ‘You are my mother and my sister.’
See, the Master יהוה helps Me. Who would declare Me wrong? See, all of them wear out like a garment, a moth eats them.
My body is covered with worms and dirt, my skin is cracked and it festers.
“Hear my prayer, O יהוה, And give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I am a stranger with You, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.