Job 33:21
19 A man is also chastened on his bed with pain and constant distress in his bones,
20 so that he detests his bread, and his soul loathes his favorite food.
His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude.
22 He draws near to the Pit, and his life to the messengers of death.
23 Yet if there is a messenger on his side, one mediator in a thousand, to tell a man what is right for him,
Do read the surrounding verses too, because the context often says more than a single verse.
Compare
- BSB
- His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude.
- KJV
- His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.
- WEB
- His flesh is so consumed away that it can’t be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
- ASV
- His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; And his bones that were not seen stick out.
- DARBY
- His flesh is consumed away from view, and his bones that were not seen stick out;
- BLB
- His flesh is consumed from sight, and his bones [that] were not seen are laid bare.
- ÅB
- Hans kjøtt tæres bort, så en ikke ser det mere, og hans ben, som en før ikke så, ligger bare;
- OTB
- Deres kjøtt svinner bort til ingenting,
og deres ben, en gang usett, stikker nå ut. - B1930
- Hans kjøtt tæres bort, så en ikke ser det mere, og hans ben, som en før ikke så, ligger bare;
Study notes (Tyndale)
Original text and word study
Cross references
Job 19:20
My skin and flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
Read in contextJob 13:28
So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
Read in contextJob 7:5
My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering.
Read in contextProverbs 5:11
At the end of your life you will groan when your flesh and your body are spent,
Read in contextJob 14:22
He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”
Read in contextPsalms 102:3–5
For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
Read in contextPsalms 22:15–17
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.
Read in contextPsalms 32:3–4
When I kept silent, my bones became brittle from my groaning all day long.
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