Job 16:13
His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
his archers surround me. Without pity he pierces my kidneys and pours out my gall on the ground.
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14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.
9His anger tears at me, and he hates me; he gnashes his teeth at me. My adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
10They gape at me with their mouths; they strike my cheeks in scorn and together they conspire against me.
11God has handed me over to the unjust and thrown me into the hands of the wicked.
12I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
12He has bent His bow and made me the target for His arrows.
13He has pierced my inward parts with the arrows from His quiver.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
14My transgressions were bound into a yoke; by his hands they were fastened together. They were laid on my neck; he has made my strength fail. The Lord has given me into the hands of those I cannot withstand.
3Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
5He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
13Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16My strength is dried up like a broken piece of pottery, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
2O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
11Because God has loosened my cord and afflicted me, they throw off all restraint in my presence.
17For He crushes me with a tempest and multiplies my wounds without cause.
18He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
15He has filled me with bitterness; He has made me drink wormwood.
16He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
21When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
20See, LORD, how distressed I am! I am in anguish within, my heart is overturned because I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.
11His anger burns against me, and He counts me as one of His enemies.
12His troops assemble together; they raise a siege against me and encamp around my dwelling.
9He has blocked my ways with cut stone; He has made my paths crooked.
25It is drawn out and comes forth from his body; the glittering point comes out of his gallbladder; terrors come over him.
14yet his food in his stomach is turned to the venom of cobras within him.
11He puts my feet in the stocks; He watches all my paths.
7He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.
13They tear up my path; they help advance my ruin, even though no one comes to assist them.
14They come in as through a wide breach; chaos rolls in like a wave under the crash of destruction.
3For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
6Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Your glory be over all the earth.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; they made their furrows long.
27My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.
15But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; attackers I did not know came against me, ripping at me without ceasing.
7Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
4From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
7I am bent over and deeply bowed down; all day long I go about mourning.
16I have been afflicted and close to death since my youth; I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
13I have calmed myself until morning; like a lion, He breaks all my bones. Day and night You bring me to an end.
2He made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of His hand, He hid me. He made me into a polished arrow and concealed me in His quiver.