Job 30:17-19
17
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
18
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
Job 30:29-19
Job 30:30-19
Nombres 12:12
Let her not be as one dead, of whom the flesh is half consumed when he cometh out of his mother's womb.
Job 4:19
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
Psaumes 39:11
When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Osée 5:12
Therefore will I be unto Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Judah as rottenness.