Then Satan left the LORD's presence and made sores break out all over Job's body.

My body is full of worms; it is covered with scabs; pus runs out of my sores.

My skin hangs loose on my bones; I have barely escaped with my life.

Because I have been foolish, my sores stink and rot.

Why do you keep on rebelling? Do you want to be punished even more? Israel, your head is already covered with wounds, and your heart and mind are sick.

From head to foot there is not a healthy spot on your body. You are covered with bruises and sores and open wounds. Your wounds have not been cleaned or bandaged. No medicine has been put on them.