Job 30:18 Cross References - WEB

¹⁸ My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.

⁷ So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

⁵ My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

²⁰ My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁵ Why should you be beaten more, that you revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. ⁶ From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven’t been closed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.