Job 17:14
and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
BSB
ASV
If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister;
KJV
I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
I have said to corruption - I came from a corrupted stock, and I must go to corruption again. The Hebrew might be thus rendered: To the ditch I have called, Thou art my father. To the worm, Thou art my mother and my sister. I am in the nearest state of affinity to dissolution and corruption: I may well call them my nearest relations, as I shall soon be blended with them.
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Psalms 16:10For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay.
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because You will not abandon my soul to Hades, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay.
So also, He says in another Psalm: ‘You will not let Your Holy One see decay.’
But God will redeem my life from Sheol, for He will surely take me to Himself. Selah
the Living One. I was dead, and behold, now I am alive forever and ever! And I hold the keys of Death and of Hades.
The sea gave up its dead, and Death and Hades gave up their dead, and each one was judged according to his deeds.
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Job 30:30My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
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But now their appearance is blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; it has become as dry as a stick.
For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
Though I am like a wineskin dried up by smoke, I do not forget Your statutes.