Psalm 38:7
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
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- 2 Chronicles 21:18–19 And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease. And it came to pass, that in process of time, after the end of two years, his bowels fell out by reason of his sickness: so he died of sore diseases. And his people made no burning for him, like the burning of his fathers.
- Psalm 102:3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
- Job 7:5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.