Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

Then Uzziah was wroth, and had a censer in his hand to burn incense: and while he was wroth with the priests, the leprosy even rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the LORD, from beside the incense altar.

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.

And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:

His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.

Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.

For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.

Let us search and try our ways, and turn again to the LORD.

We have transgressed and have rebelled: thou hast not pardoned.