Job 18:12-14

The Voice

¹²     His deepest fears stalk him as he staggers, craving him,
        and awaiting his imminent collapse.
¹³     Bit by bit, disease eats at his skin;
        bit by bit, the firstborn of death gnashes at his limbs.
¹⁴     He is torn violently from the safety of his tent
        and forced to march before the king of terrors.