Job 16:15
“I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.”
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
Cross-References
“And it came to pass, when Ahab heard those words, that he rent his clothes, and put sackcloth upon his flesh, and fasted, and lay in sackcloth, and went softly.”
“And Jacob rent his clothes, and put sackcloth upon his loins, and mourned for his son many days.”
“The adversaries of the Lord shall be broken to pieces; out of heaven shall he thunder upon them: the Lord shall judge the ends of the earth; and he shall give strength unto his king, and exalt the horn of his anointed.”
“He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.”
“All the horns of the wicked also will I cut off; but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.”