For my loins have become filled with burning, And there is no soundness in my flesh.
and said to the sovereign, “Let the sovereign live forever! Why should my face not be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ tombs, lies waste, and its gates are burned with fire?”
By great exertion is my garment changed – it girds me as the collar of my coat,
My body is covered with worms and dirt, my skin is cracked and it festers.
For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned like a hearth.
“A matter of Beliyaʽ
And instantly a messenger of יהוה smote him, because he did not give the esteem to Elohim. And becoming worm-eaten, he died.