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 become loathsome.

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

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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

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

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

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth 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 become loathsome.

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

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

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