Job 30:18

My clothes are disheveled by his forceful treatment of me; he restricts my movement like the collar of my cloak.

So Satan left the LORD's presence and struck Job with terrible boils from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.

My skin is covered with worms and clods of dirt; my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.

I'm a pile of skin and bones; I have barely escaped by the skin of my teeth."

My wounds have putrefied and festered because of my foolishness.

"Why will you still be struck down? Why will you continue to rebel? Your whole head is sick, and your whole heart is faint.

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By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

So Satan left the LORD's presence and struck Job with terrible boils from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.

My skin is covered with worms and clods of dirt; my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.

I'm a pile of skin and bones; I have barely escaped by the skin of my teeth."

My wounds have putrefied and festered because of my foolishness.

"Why will you still be struck down? Why will you continue to rebel? Your whole head is sick, and your whole heart is faint.