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28 One wastes away like a rotten thing,
    like a garment that is moth-eaten.(A)

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11 “You chastise mortals
    in punishment for sin,
consuming like a moth what is dear to them;
    surely everyone is a mere breath. Selah(A)

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19 how much more those who live in houses of clay,
    whose foundation is in the dust,
    who are crushed like a moth.(A)

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12 Therefore I am like maggots to Ephraim
    and like rottenness to the house of Judah.(A)

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29 I am a brother of jackals
    and a companion of ostriches.(A)
30 My skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my bones burn with heat.(B)

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17 The night racks my bones,
    and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
18 With violence he seizes my garment;[a]
    he grasps me by[b] the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like dust and ashes.(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 30.18 Gk: Heb my garment is disfigured
  2. 30.18 Heb like

12 Do not let her be like one stillborn, whose flesh is half consumed when it comes out of its mother’s womb.”

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