Psalm 38:7

For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and abominable.

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

A disease of Belial, they say, cleaves fast unto him, and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as in a hearth.

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him because he did not give God the glory, and he expired eaten of worms.

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For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.

A disease of Belial, they say, cleaves fast unto him, and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.

And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and abominable.

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

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him because he did not give God the glory, and he expired eaten of worms.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.