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Job 7:5 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

My flesh is clothed with maggots and encrusted with dirt. My skin forms scabs  and then oozes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin is broken, and become loathsome.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and has become loathsome, and it closes up and breaks out afresh.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

My flesh is covered with worms and crusted earth; my skin hardens and oozes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust: my skin is withered and drawn together.

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Job 7:5
15 Tagairtí Cros  

A person wears out like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.


and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the maggot, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’


My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.


My skin and my flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.


Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet I will see God in   my flesh.


The womb forgets them; worms feed on them; they are remembered  no more. So injustice is broken like a tree.


then you dip me in a pit of mud, and my own clothes despise me!


From the sole of the foot even to the head, no spot is uninjured   – wounds, welts, and festering sores not cleansed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.


Your splendour has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.’


‘As they leave, they will see the dead bodies of those who have rebelled against me;  for their worm  will never die, their fire will never go out,  and they will be a horror to all humanity.’


There you will remember your ways and all your deeds by which you have defiled yourself,  and you will loathe yourselves for all the evil things you have done.


At once an angel of the Lord  struck him because he did not give the glory to God, and he was eaten by worms and died.