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Job 19.20

Je n’ai plus que la peau et les os et je suis presque mort.
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      Job 2

      4 Satan answered Yahweh, and said, "Skin for skin. Yes, all that a man has he will give for his life.
      5 But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will renounce you to your face."
      6 Yahweh said to Satan, "Behold, he is in your hand. Only spare his life."

      Job 7

      5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

      Job 19

      20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

      Job 30

      30 My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

      Job 33

      19 He is chastened also with pain on his bed, with continual strife in his bones;
      20 So that his life abhors bread, and his soul dainty food.
      21 His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
      22 Yes, his soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.

      Psaumes 22

      14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
      15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
      16 For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
      17 I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

      Psaumes 32

      3 When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
      4 For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.

      Psaumes 38

      3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

      Psaumes 102

      3 For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
      5 By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.

      Lamentations 3

      4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.

      Lamentations 4

      8 Their appearance is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin clings to their bones; it is withered, it has become like a stick.

      Lamentations 5

      10 Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.
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