TSK · Psalms 39:11

how much more to those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth?

So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.

A psalm of David, written to get God’s attention. O LORD, do not continue to rebuke me in your anger! Do not continue to punish me in your raging fury!

because of your anger and raging fury. Indeed, you pick me up and throw me away.

The Curse of the Incurable Wound I will be like a moth to Ephraim, like wood rot to the house of Judah.

That is why many of you are weak and sick, and quite a few are dead.

yet was rebuked for his own transgression(a dumb donkey, speaking with a human voice, restrained the prophet’s madness).