American Standard Version
"I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust. "
— Job 16:15, American Standard Version
“I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.”
“I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.”
“I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;”
“He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.”
“I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.”
“I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.”
I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.
His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure.
O earth, cover not thou my blood, And let my cry have noresting-place.