By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease. And it came to pass, that in process of time, after the end of two years, his bowels fell out by reason of his sickness: so he died of sore diseases. And his people made no burning for him, like the burning of his fathers.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.