And he took a piece of broken pottery with which to scrape himself while he sat in the ashes.

约伯就坐在炉灰中，拿瓦片刮身体。

约伯就坐在灰烬中，拿瓦片刮身体。

约伯就坐在灰烬中，拿瓦片刮身体。

约伯坐在炉灰中，拿瓦片刮身体。

约伯坐在灰烬中，拿瓦片刮自己。

約伯就坐在爐灰中，拿瓦片刮身體。

約伯就坐在灰燼中，拿瓦片刮身體。

約伯就坐在灰燼中，拿瓦片刮身體。

約伯坐在爐灰中，拿瓦片刮身體。

約伯坐在灰燼中，拿瓦片刮自己。

約伯拿瓦片去刮身體；坐在爐灰中。

乃坐於灰、以片瓦搔身、

約百坐於灰、以片瓦搔身。

約百坐於灰中、以瓦片搔身、

Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes.

He got part of a broken pot. He used it to scrape his skin. He did it while he was sitting in ashes.

Job scraped his skin with a piece of broken pottery as he sat among the ashes.

Then Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself while he sat among the ashes.

And Job took a piece of pottery to scrape himself while he was sitting in the ashes.

And he took for himself a potsherd with which to scrape himself while he sat in the midst of the ashes.

And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself therewith; and he sat among the ashes.

Then Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself while he sat among the ashes.

And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.

Job took a shard of broken pottery to scrape himself with while he was sitting among the ashes.

He took for himself a potsherd to scrape himself with, and he sat among the ashes.

therefore I despise myself, and repent in dust and ashes.”

and shout aloud over you and cry out bitterly. They cast dust on their heads and wallow in ashes;

The word reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, removed his robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.

“ Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the mighty works done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago in sackcloth and ashes.

And at his gate was laid a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores,who desired to be fed with what fell from the rich man’s table. Moreover, even the dogs came and licked his sores.

My relatives have failed me, my close friends have forgotten me.The guests in my house and my maidservants count me as a stranger; I have become a foreigner in their eyes.I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer; I must plead with him with my mouth for mercy.My breath is strange to my wife, and I am a stench to the children of my own mother.

to grant to those who mourn in Zion— to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he may be glorified.

For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My wounds stink and fester because of my foolishness,

O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.

And Tamar put ashes on her head and tore the long robe that she wore. And she laid her hand on her head and went away, crying aloud as she went.