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

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

Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.”

and will cause their voice to be heard over you, and will cry bitterly. They will cast up dust on their heads. They will wallow in the ashes.

The news reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and took off his royal robe, covered himself with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.

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

A certain beggar, named Lazarus, was taken to his gate, full of sores,and desiring to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man’s table. Yes, even the dogs came and licked his sores.

My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.

to provide for those who mourn in Zion, to give to them a garland for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness, that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of Yahweh, that he may be glorified.

For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.

Tamar put ashes on her head, and tore her garment of various colors that was on her; and she laid her hand on her head, and went her way, crying aloud as she went.