Job 30:18
By the great force of my disease my garment is changed; it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
Job 2:7
So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto the crown of his head.
Job 7:5
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and abominable.
Job 19:20
My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Psalm 38:5
My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
Isaiah 1:5-6
Why should I chastise you any more? Ye will revolt more and more; every head is sick, and every heart faint.