Job 30:19
He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.
He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
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16He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
17My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.
20I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at 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.
31You would plunge me into a pit, and even my clothes would abhor me.
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.
18With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
9All day long my enemies taunt me; those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.
10For I eat ashes as my food and mix my drink with tears.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
6Therefore, I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.
8He has blocked my path so I cannot pass; He has shrouded my ways with darkness.
9He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
10He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.
11His anger burns against me, and He counts me as one of His enemies.
6He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.
7He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
2Save me, God, because the waters have come up to my neck.
9Remember, You fashioned me from clay; will You now return me to dust?
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
6know then that God has wronged me and surrounded me with His net.
3Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; incline your ear to me; on the day I call, answer me quickly.
30My skin grows black and peels off, and my bones burn with fever.
53They threw me alive into a pit and cast a stone upon me.
8Then Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
28I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
9To You, O LORD, I call; to the Lord I plead for mercy:
22You lift me up and make me ride on the wind; You dissolve me in the storm.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
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.
10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
18He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
6He has made me a byword among the peoples, and I have become one at whom they spit.
7Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
9He has blocked my ways with cut stone; He has made my paths crooked.
6My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
20If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you who see everything we do? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a burden to you?
21Have pity on me, have pity on me, my friends, because the hand of God has struck me.
12I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target.
12I am a disgrace among all my enemies, and even more to my neighbors—a dread to my acquaintances; those who see me on the street flee from me.
4For my soul is filled with troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
29Let him put his mouth in the dust—there may yet be hope.