Job 16:8
It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
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7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
9 I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
10 Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
11 God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
13 His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
15 I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
3 Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
5 He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6 He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
16 And that if there was cause for pride, you would go after me like a lion; and again put out your wonders against me:
17 That you would send new witnesses against me, increasing your wrath against me, and letting loose new armies on me.
26 For you put bitter things on record against me, and send punishment on me for the sins of my early years;
27 And you put chains on my feet, watching all my ways, and making a limit for my steps;
28 Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
11 Because of all those who are against me, I have become a word of shame to my neighbours; a cause of shaking the head and a fear to my friends: those who saw me in the street went in flight from me.
16 By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
17 My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
6 He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
18 With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
10 Was I not drained out like milk, becoming hard like cheese?
11 By you I was clothed with skin and flesh, and joined together with bones and muscles.
24 Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
21 You have become cruel to me; the strength of your hand is hard on me.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
13 From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.
14 A watch is kept on my sins; they are joined together by his hand, they have come on to my neck; he has made my strength give way: the Lord has given me up into the hands of those against whom I have no power.
3 Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
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7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
8 You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
10 Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
11 His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
12 And as for me, you are my support in my righteousness, giving me a place before your face for ever.
15 What am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.
20 My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.