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

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

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

Therefore I despise myself, and I repent in dust and ashes!

They will lament loudly over you and cry bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads and roll in the ashes;

When the news reached the king of Nineveh, he got up from his throne, took off his royal robe, put on sackcloth, and sat on ashes.

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

But at his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus whose body was covered with sores,who longed to eat what fell from the rich man’s table. In addition, the dogs came and licked his sores.

My kinsmen have failed me; my friends have forgotten me.My guests and my servant girls consider me a stranger; I am a foreigner in their eyes.I summon my servant, but he does not respond, even though I implore him with my own mouth.My breath is repulsive to my wife; I am loathsome to my brothers.

to strengthen those who mourn in Zion, by giving them a turban, instead of ashes, oil symbolizing joy, instead of mourning, a garment symbolizing praise, instead of discouragement. They will be called oaks of righteousness, trees planted by the LORD to reveal his splendor.

For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.

My wounds are infected and starting to smell, because of my foolish sins.

So I said,“ Oh, my dear people, put on sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with painful sobs as though you had lost your only child. For any moment now that destructive army will come against us.”

Then Tamar put ashes on her head and tore the long robe she was wearing. She put her hands on her head and went on her way, wailing as she went.