Then Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself while 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.

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 take back my words and repent in dust and ashes.

They raise their voices over you and cry out bitterly. They throw dust on their heads; they roll in ashes.

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

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

But a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, was left at his gate.He longed to be filled with what fell from the rich man’s table, but instead the dogs would come and lick his sores.

My relatives stop coming by, and my close friends have forgotten me.My house guests and female servants regard me as a stranger; I am a foreigner in their sight.I call for my servant, but he does not answer, even if I beg him with my own mouth.My breath is offensive to my wife, and my own family finds me repulsive.

to provide for those who mourn in Zion; to give them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, festive oil instead of mourning, and splendid clothes instead of despair. And they will be called righteous trees, planted by the Lord to glorify Him.

For my loins are full of burning pain, and there is no health in my body.

My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.

My dear people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in the dust. Mourn as you would for an only son, a bitter lament, for suddenly the destroyer will come on us.

Tamar put ashes on her head and tore the long-sleeved garment she was wearing. She put her hand on her head and went away crying out.