Job 9:25
Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good,
Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good,
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26They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.
8The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
12They change the night into day: The light, [say they], is near unto the darkness.
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.
18Swiftly they [pass away] upon the face of the waters; Their portion is cursed in the earth: They turn not into the way of the vineyards.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
11Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
18They hunt our steps, so that we cannot go in our streets: Our end is near, our days are fulfilled; for our end is come.
19Our pursuers were swifter than the eagles of the heavens: They chased us upon the mountains, they laid wait for us in the wilderness.
23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: Thy years are throughout all generations.
14And flight shall perish from the swift; and the strong shall not strengthen his force; neither shall the mighty deliver himself;
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.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
5Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {{Selah [
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
12My 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.
24The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If [it be] not [he], who then is it?
9For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
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.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
8He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.
9The eye which saw him shall see him no more; Neither shall his place any more behold him.
2But as for me, my feet were almost gone; My steps had well nigh slipped.
8Behold, I go forward, but he is not [there] ; And backward, but I cannot perceive him;
2He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
9He hath walled up my ways with hewn stone; he hath made my paths crooked.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
3For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
4Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
8I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
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.
1Why are times not laid up by the Almighty? And why do not they that know him see his days?
15My times are in thy hand: Deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
20Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: They perish for ever without any regarding it.
15Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
6They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, They mark my steps, Even as they have waited for my soul.
47Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
5Are thy days as the days of man, Or thy years as man's days,
5Wherefore should I fear in the days of evil, When iniquity at my heels compasseth me about?