Job 19:20; Job 29:10; Job 31:7; Job 38:38; Job 41:17; Job 41:23

20 My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

10 The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.

7 If my step hath turned out of the way, and mine heart walked after mine eyes, and if any blot hath cleaved to mine hands;

38 When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together?

17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.

23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.