Verse 11

For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

Referenced Verses

  • Job 17:1 : 1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.
  • Ps 102:23 : 23 he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
  • Ps 103:14-16 : 14 For he knoweth wherof we be made: he remembreth that we are but dust. 15 The dayes of man are as the dayes of an hearbe: he florisheth as a flowre in the fielde. 16 For the winde passeth ouer it, and it is no more seene: and the place therof knoweth it no more.
  • Ps 90:5-9 : 5 Thou makest them to flowe away, they are a sleepe: they be in the morning as an hearbe that groweth. 6 In the mornyng it florisheth and groweth vp: in the euenyng it is cut downe and wythered. 7 For we be consumed through thy displeasure: and we are astonyed through thy wrathfull indignation. 8 Thou hast set our misdeedes before thee: and our sinnes wherof we be not priuie, in the lyght of thy countenaunce. 9 For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde. 10 The dayes of our yeres be in all threescore yeres and tenne, and yf through strength of nature men come to foure score yeres: yet is their iolitie but labour and care, yea moreouer it passeth in haste from vs, and we flee from it.
  • Job 17:14-16 : 14 I saide to corruption, thou art my father, and to the wormes, you are my mother and my sister. 15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for? 16 These shall go downe with me into the pit, and lye with me in the dust.
  • Job 21:4 : 4 Is it for mans sake that I make this disputation? Which if it were so, shoulde not my spirite then be in sore trouble?
  • Job 7:5-7 : 5 My fleshe is clothed with wormes and dust of the earth: my skinne is withered and become horrible. 6 My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope. 7 O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
  • Job 10:20 : 20 Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
  • Job 13:25 : 25 Wylt thou breake a leafe driuen to and fro, and wilt thou pursue the drye stubble?
  • Job 13:28 : 28 And I as a rotten thing do consume away, as a garment that is moth eaten.