My eyes have grown dim ¹  with grief; my whole frame ²  is but a shadow.

Inside I am like wine which has no outlet, ¹  like new wineskins ²  ready to burst!

His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible. ¹ 

Who by wisdom can count the clouds, and who can tip over ¹  the water jars of heaven,

May their dining table become a trap before them! May it be a snare for that group of friends! ¹ 

For ¹  I am like a wineskin ²  dried up in smoke. ³  I do not forget your statutes.

So ¹  the sovereign master ²  will afflict the foreheads of Zion’s women ³  with skin diseases, ⁴  the Lord will make the front of their heads bald.” ⁵ 

“At that time ¹  Jacob’s splendor will be greatly diminished, ²  and he will become skin and bones. ³ 

because they will lack bread and water. Each one will be terrified, and they will rot for their iniquity. ¹ 

“‘Then I bathed you in water, washed the blood off you, and anointed you with fragrant oil.

Blind fools! Which is greater, the gold or the temple that makes the gold sacred?

In the same way, on the outside you look righteous to people, but inside you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness.

not a drunkard, not violent, but gentle, not contentious, free from the love of money.

“As for the diseased person who has the infection, ¹  his clothes must be torn, the hair of his head must be unbound, he must cover his mustache, ²  and he must call out ‘Unclean! Unclean!’

Now Naaman, the commander of the king of Syria’s army, was esteemed and respected by his master, ¹  for through him the Lord had given Syria military victories. But this great warrior had a skin disease. ² 

He brought the letter to king of Israel. It read: “This is a letter of introduction for my servant Naaman, ¹  whom I have sent to be cured of his skin disease.”

When the king heard what the woman said, he tore his clothes. As he was passing by on the wall, the people could see he was wearing sackcloth under his clothes. ¹ 

The Lord afflicted the king with an illness; he suffered from a skin disease ¹  until the day he died. He lived in separate quarters, ²  while his son Jotham was in charge of the palace and ruled over the people of the land.

Uzziah, who had an incense censer in his hand, became angry. While he was ranting and raving ¹  at the priests, a skin disease ²  appeared on his forehead right there in front of the priests in the Lord’s temple near the incense altar.

Uzziah passed away ¹  and was buried near his ancestors ²  in a cemetery ³  belonging to the kings. (This was because he had a skin disease.) ⁴  His son Jotham replaced him as king.