But now, if you only put your hand on his bone and his flesh, he will certainly be cursing you to your face.

Is it possible for Leviathan to be pulled out with a fish-hook, or for a hook to be put through the bone of his mouth?

Fear came on me and shaking, and my bones were full of trouble;

By you I was clothed with skin and flesh, and joined together with bones and muscles.

My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.

His bones are full of young strength, but it will go down with him into the dust.

His buckets are full of milk, and there is no loss of strength in his bones.

The earth of the valley covering his bones is sweet to him, and all men come after him, as there were unnumbered before him.

The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.

Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;

His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...

His bones are pipes of brass, his legs are like rods of iron.