My bones stick to my skin and my flesh; I have escaped alive with only the skin of my teeth.

You clothed me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews.

But Satan answered the Lord, “Skin for skin! Indeed, a man will give up all that he has to save his life!

My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.

It eats away parts of his skin; the most terrible death devours his limbs.

And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God,

My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.

Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears?