Job 33:22
And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.
And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.
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18To keep back his soul from the underworld, and his life from destruction.
19Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
20He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;
21His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
1My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
32He is taken to his last resting-place, and keeps watch over it.
33The earth of the valley covering his bones is sweet to him, and all men come after him, as there were unnumbered before him.
22Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.
28He kept my soul from the underworld, and my life sees the light in full measure.
24Has not my hand been stretched out in help to the poor? have I not been a saviour to him in his trouble?
12His strength is made feeble for need of food, and destruction is waiting for his falling footstep.
13His skin is wasted by disease, and his body is food for the worst of diseases.
14He is pulled out of his tent where he was safe, and he is taken away to the king of fears.
3For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
30Keeping back his soul from the underworld, so that he may see the light of life.
21A sound of fear is in his ears; in time of peace destruction will come on him:
11His bones are full of young strength, but it will go down with him into the dust.
7Our bones are broken up at the mouth of the underworld, as the earth is broken by the plough.
10I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.
3The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
25And another comes to his end with a bitter soul, without ever tasting good.
9But those whose desire is my soul's destruction will go down to the lower parts of the earth.
28And he has made his resting-place in the towns which have been pulled down, in houses where no man had a right to be, whose fate was to become masses of broken walls.
29He does not get wealth for himself, and is unable to keep what he has got; the heads of his grain are not bent down to the earth.
30He does not come out of the dark; his branches are burned by the flame, and the wind takes away his bud.
22It is all the same to me; so I say, He puts an end to the sinner and to him who has done no wrong together.
28Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.
10My 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.
12My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
4Man's breath goes out, he is turned back again to dust; in that day all his purposes come to an end.
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
21To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;
15All flesh would come to an end together, and man would go back to the dust.
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
20Between morning and evening they are completely broken; they come to an end for ever, and no one takes note.
22But God by his power gives long life to the strong; he gets up again, though he has no hope of life.
29If now you take this one from me, and some evil comes to him, you will make my grey head go down in sorrow to the underworld.
15So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
20Let his eyes see his trouble, and let him be full of the wrath of the Ruler of all!
21For what interest has he in his house after him, when the number of his months is ended?
23If now there may be an angel sent to him, one of the thousands which there are to be between him and God, and to make clear to man what is right for him;
5But God will put an end to you for ever; driving you out from your tent, uprooting you from the land of the living. (Selah.)
7The steps of his strength become short, and by his design destruction overtakes him.
7Like the waste from his body he comes to an end for ever: those who have seen him say, Where is he?
2He comes out like a flower, and is cut down: he goes in flight like a shade, and is never seen again.
19He will go to the generation of his fathers; he will not see the light again.
16But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
15My 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.
12It would be a fire burning even to destruction, and taking away all my produce.
8They say, He has an evil disease, which will not let him go: and now that he is down he will not get up again.