SEV Biblia, Chapter 7:5
Mi carne está vestida de gusanos, y de terrones de polvo; mi piel hendida y abominable.
Clarke's Bible Commentary - Job 7:5
Verse 5. My flesh is clothed with worms ] This is perhaps no figure, but is literally true: the miserably ulcerated state of his body, exposed to the open air, and in a state of great destitution, was favourable to those insects that sought such places in which to deposit their ova, which might have produced the animals in question. But the figure is too horrid to be farther illustrated. Clods of dust ] I believe all the commentators have here missed the sense.
I suppose Job to allude to those incrustations of indurated or dried pus, which are formed on the tops of pustules in a state of decay: such as the scales which fall from the pustules of the smallpox, when the patient becomes convalescent. Or, if Job's disease was the elephantiasis, it may refer to the furfuraceous scales which are continually falling off the body in that disorder. It is well known, that in this disease the skin becomes very rigid, so as to crack across, especially at the different joints, out of which fissures a loathsome ichor is continually exuding. To something like this the words may refer, My SKIN is BROKEN, and become LOATHSOME.
Matthew Henry Commentary
Verses 1-6 - Job here excuses what he could not justify, his desire of death Observe man's present place: he is upon earth. He is yet on earth, no in hell. Is there not a time appointed for his abode here? yes certainly, and the appointment is made by Him who made us and sent u here. During that, man's life is a warfare, and as day-labourers, wh have the work of the day to do in its day, and must make up their account at night. Job had as much reason, he thought, to wish for death, as a poor servant that is tired with his work, has to wish for the shadows of the evening, when he shall go to rest. The sleep of the labouring man is sweet; nor can any rich man take so much satisfactio in his wealth, as the hireling in his day's wages. The comparison i plain; hear his complaint: His days were useless, and had long been so but when we are not able to work for God, if we sit still quietly for him, we shall be accepted. His nights were restless. Whatever i grievous, it is good to see it appointed for us, and as designed for some holy end. When we have comfortable nights, we must see them als appointed to us, and be thankful for them. His body was noisome. Se what vile bodies we have. His life was hastening apace. While we ar living, every day, like the shuttle, leaves a thread behind: many weav the spider's web, which will fail, ch. 8:14. But if, while we live, we live unto the Lord, in works of faith and labours of love, we shal have the benefit, for every man shall reap as he sowed, and wear as he wove.
Original Hebrew
לבשׁ 3847 בשׂרי 1320 רמה 7415 וגישׁ 1487 עפר 6083 עורי 5785 רגע 7280 וימאס׃ 3988
