And Satan answered the LORD, and said, Skin for skin, yea, all that a man has will he give for his life.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and have knit me together with bones and sinews.

I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and laid my strength in the dust.

It shall devour patches of his skin: even the firstborn of death shall devour his strength.

My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

And though after my skin is thus destroyed, yet in my flesh shall I see God:

My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

Can you fill his skin with harpoons? or his head with fish spears?