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Job 13:28 - English Standard Version 2016

28 Man wastes away like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

28 And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, As a garment that is moth eaten.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

28 And he wastes away as a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

28 Surely a person wastes away like refuse, like clothing that a moth eats.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

28 I will be left to decay like something rotten and like a garment that is being eaten by moths.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

28 Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is moth-eaten.

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Job 13:28
12 Tagairtí Cros  

if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’


So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and struck Job with loathsome sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.


how much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like the moth.


My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.


When you discipline a man with rebukes for sin, you consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely all mankind is a mere breath! Selah


“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears! For I am a sojourner with you, a guest, like all my fathers.


Behold, the Lord God helps me; who will declare me guilty? Behold, all of them will wear out like a garment; the moth will eat them up.


But I am like a moth to Ephraim, and like dry rot to the house of Judah.


Let her not be as one dead, whose flesh is half eaten away when he comes out of his mother’s womb.”


Your riches have rotted and your garments are moth-eaten.


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