Job 9:31
Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
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28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
29I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain?
30If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean;
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.
6Wherefore I abhor [myself], And repent in dust and ashes.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
32For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment.
3These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.
5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach;
6Know now that God hath subverted me [in my cause], And hath compassed me with his net.
10They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy?
3And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
4For thou sayest, My doctrine is pure, And I am clean in thine eyes.
21Withdraw thy hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
19How long wilt thou not look away from me, Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
19All my familiar friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
34Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
35Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9He hath walled up my ways with hewn stone; he hath made my paths crooked.
8Wilt thou even annul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?
14If I sin, then thou markest me, And thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
21I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life.
6And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazing-stock.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he hath covered me with ashes.
11Because of all mine adversaries I am become a reproach, Yea, unto my neighbors exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintance: They that did see me without fled from me.
21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.
6But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised of the people.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
7Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
19But thou art cast forth away from thy sepulchre like an abominable branch, clothed with the slain, that are thrust through with the sword, that go down to the stones of the pit; as a dead body trodden under foot.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
7If my step hath turned out of the way, And my heart walked after mine eyes, And if any spot hath cleaved to my hands:
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.
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.
45Thou hast made us an off-scouring and refuse in the midst of the peoples.
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
26For thou writest bitter things against me, And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth: