Job 17:1
My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
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- Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol. 4 I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help, 5 Cast off among the dead, Like the slain that lie in the grave, Whom thou rememberest no more, And they are cut off from thy hand.
- Isa 38:10-14 : 10 I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years. 11 I said, I shall not see Jehovah, [even] Jehovah in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world. 12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me. 13 I 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. 14 Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail [with looking] upward: O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
- Isa 57:16 : 16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth; for the spirit would faint before me, and the souls that I have made.
- Job 6:11 : 11 What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
- Job 17:13-14 : 13 If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness; 14 If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister;
- Job 19:17 : 17 My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.
- Job 42:16 : 16 And after this Job lived a hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, [even] four generations.
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11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
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16 My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
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19 He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
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7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
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17 My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.
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28 Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
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18 And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
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4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; In that very day his thoughts perish.
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6 He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
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24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
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20 Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
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7 Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.