<p class="poetry">My bones stick to my skin and my flesh;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I have escaped<n id="2" /> alive<n id="3" /> with only the skin of my teeth.p>

<p class="poetry">You clothed<n id="1" /> me with skin and fleshp> <p class="poetry">and knit me together<n id="2" /> with bones and sinews.p>

<p class="bodytext">But<n id="1" /> Satan answered the <sc>Lordsc>, &#8220;Skin for<n id="2" /> skin!<n id="3" /> Indeed, a man will give up<n id="4" /> all that he has to save his life!<n id="5" />

<p class="poetry">My body<n id="1" /> is clothed<n id="2" /> with worms<n id="3" /> and dirty scabs;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">my skin is broken<n id="5" /> and festering.p>

<p class="poetry">It eats away parts of his skin;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">the most terrible death<n id="2" /> devours his limbs.p>

<p class="poetry">And after my skin has been destroyed,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">yet in my flesh<n id="2" /> I will see God,<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">My skin has turned dark on me;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">my body<n id="2" /> is hot with fever.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">Can you fill its hide with harpoonsp> <p class="poetry">or its head with fishing spears?p>