Job 16:14
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
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7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me] : And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
9He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: They gather themselves together against me.
11God delivereth me to the ungodly, And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.
13His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
11For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
12Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
13They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, [Even] men that have no helper.
14As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves [upon me] .
15Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause.
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
9He hath walled up my ways with hewn stone; he hath made my paths crooked.
10He is unto me as a bear lying in wait, as a lion in secret places.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
12He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
3Surely against me he turneth his hand again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he hath covered me with ashes.
26He runneth upon him with a [stiff] neck, With the thick bosses of his bucklers;
13From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up upon my neck; He hath made my strength to fail: The Lord hath delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
13I quieted [myself] until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
14Behold, he breaketh down, and it cannot be built again; He shutteth up a man, and there can be no opening.
13They gape upon me with their mouth, [As] a ravening and a roaring lion.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
8He hath walled up my way that I cannot pass, And hath set darkness in my paths.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
10He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, And he counteth me unto him as [one of] his adversaries.
12His troops come on together, And cast up their way against me, And encamp round about my tent.
2How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
14And he shall break it as a potter's vessel is broken, breaking it in pieces without sparing; so that there shall not be found among the pieces thereof a sherd wherewith to take fire from the hearth, or to dip up water out of the cistern.
34He teacheth my hands to war; So that mine arms do bend a bow of brass.
18By [God's] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
16And if [my head] exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion; And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.
35He teacheth my hands to war, So that mine arms do bend a bow of brass.
24He breaketh in pieces mighty men [in ways] past finding out, And setteth others in their stead.
24Distress and anguish make him afraid; They prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
7He hath walled me about, that I cannot go forth; he hath made my chain heavy.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.
28Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.