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Job 7:5 - American Standard Version 2015

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 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

5 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)

5 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

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

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Catholic Public Domain Version

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

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Job 7:5
15 Tagairtí Cros  

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


If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father;\par\tab To the worm, {\i Thou art} my mother, and my sister;


Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow,\par\tab And all my members are as a shadow.


My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh,\par\tab And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.


And after my skin, {\i even} this {\i body}, is destroyed,\par\tab Then without my flesh shall I see God;


The womb shall forget him;\par\tab The worm shall feed sweetly on him;\par\tab He shall be no more remembered;\par\tab And unrighteousness shall be broken as a tree.


Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch,\par\tab And mine own clothes shall abhor me.


From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; {\i but} wounds, and bruises, and fresh stripes: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with oil.


Thy pomp is brought down to Sheol, {\i and} the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.\par


And they shall go forth, and look upon the dead bodies of the men that have transgressed against me: for their worm shall not die, neither shall their fire be quenched; and they shall be an abhorring unto all flesh.\par


And there shall ye remember your ways, and all your doings, wherein ye have polluted yourselves; and ye shall loathe yourselves in your own sight for all your evils that ye have committed.


And immediately an angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.\par


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