Job 9:31
Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
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28I go in fear of all my pains; I am certain that I will not be free from sin in your eyes.
29You will not let me be clear of sin! why then do I take trouble for nothing?
30If I am washed with snow water, and make my hands clean with soap;
18With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.
19Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
6For this cause I give witness that what I said is false, and in sorrow I take my seat in the dust.
15I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
32For he is not a man as I am, that I might give him an answer, that we might come together before a judge.
3Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
5If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me,
6Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
10I am disgusting to them; they keep away from me, and put marks of shame on me.
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
9If only he would be pleased to put an end to me; and would let loose his hand, so that I might be cut off!
10So I would still have comfort, and I would have joy in the pains of death, for I have not been false to the words of the Holy One.
9He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
5My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
24Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
3Is it on such a one as this that your eyes are fixed, with the purpose of judging him?
4You may say, My way is clean, and I am free from sin in your eyes.
21Take your hand far away from me; and let me not be overcome by fear of you.
19How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
19All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me.
34Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me:
35Then I would say what is in my mind without fear of him; for there is no cause of fear in myself.
8You 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.
9He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
8Let them be covered together in the dust; let their faces be dark in the secret place of the underworld.
14That, if I did wrong, you would take note of it, and would not make me clear from sin:
9What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help?
21I have done no wrong; I give no thought to what becomes of me; I have no desire for life.
6I will make you completely disgusting and full of shame, and will put you up to be looked at by all.
10No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
16By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
11Because 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.
21And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
6But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.
13If only you would keep me safe in the underworld, putting me in a secret place till your wrath is past, giving me a fixed time when I might come to your memory again!
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
7Make me free from sin with hyssop: let me be washed whiter than snow.
19But you, like a birth before its time, are stretched out with no resting-place in the earth; clothed with the bodies of the dead who have been put to the sword, who go down to the lowest parts of the underworld; a dead body, crushed under foot.
13He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
18He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
7If my steps have been turned out of the way, or if my heart went after my eyes, or if the property of another is in my hands;
10Because of your passion and your wrath, for I have been lifted up and then made low by you.
8It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
45You have made us like waste and that for which there is no use, among the peoples.
11So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
26For you put bitter things on record against me, and send punishment on me for the sins of my early years;