¹⁴ I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

²⁶ They shall lie down alike in the dust, and the worms shall cover them.

²⁰ The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.

⁶ How much less man, that is a worm? and the son of man, which is a worm?

¹¹ Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.