פֶּ֫צַע

burn for burn, wound for wound, and stripe for stripe.

Then Lamech said to his wives:“Adah and Zillah, hear my voice;wives of Lamech, listen to my speech.For I have slain a man for wounding me,a young man for striking me.

From the sole of your foot to the top of your head,there is no soundness—only wounds and welts and festering soresneither cleansed nor bandaged nor soothed with oil.

For He would crush me with a tempestand multiply my wounds without cause.

Lashes and wounds scour evil,and beatings cleanse the inmost parts.