Job 4:19
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
How much less in those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth?
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
How moch more the shal they (that dwell in houses of claye, whose foundacion is but earth) be moth eaten?
Howe much more in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which shalbe destroyed before the moth?
Howe much more in them that dwel in houses of clay, and whose foundation is but dust, which shall be consumed as it were with a moth?
How much less [in] them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation [is] in the dust, [which] are crushed before the moth?
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
how much more to those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth?
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20From morning to evening they are broken to pieces; without anyone noticing, they perish forever.
21Isn't their tent cord pulled up within them? They die, and not with wisdom.
18He builds his house like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut made by a watchman.
6How much less a mortal, who is but a maggot, and a human, who is only a worm!
17Can a mortal be more righteous than God? Can a man be purer than his Maker?
18Behold, He puts no trust in His servants, and He charges His angels with error.
28So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
26They lie down together in the dust, and worms cover them.
4Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
18They are like straw before the wind and like chaff carried away by a storm.
19How suddenly they are destroyed, completely swept away by terrors!
18But as a mountain crumbles and falls and a rock is displaced from its place,
19as water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil of the earth, so you destroy the hope of man.
28he will dwell in desolated cities, in houses no one inhabits, destined to become ruins.
14Their confidence is easily cut off, and their trust is like a spider's web.
15They lean on their house, but it does not stand; they grasp it, but it does not hold firm.
19He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
15all flesh would perish together, and mankind would return to dust.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
6My days pass more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
16They were snatched away before their time, and their foundation was swept away by a flood.
12Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
2He springs up like a flower and withers away; he flees like a shadow and does not endure.
3Do you fix your gaze on such a one and bring me into judgment with you?
11Remove Your stroke from me; I am consumed by the blow of Your hand.
14He is uprooted from the security of his tent and marched off to the king of terrors.
15What does not belong to him will dwell in his tent; burning sulfur will be scattered over his dwelling.
12Their inward thought is that their houses will last forever, and their dwelling places for all generations; they call their lands by their own names.
17but when they are warmed, they vanish; when heated, they disappear from their place.
38when the dust becomes hard as metal and the clods of earth stick together?
7he will perish forever like his own waste; those who have seen him will say, 'Where is he?'
4When their breath departs, they return to the earth; on that very day their plans perish.
24They are exalted for a little while, but then they are gone; they are brought low and gathered up like all others, and like the heads of grain, they are cut off.
9By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of His anger they are consumed.
12I am like a moth to Ephraim, and like rot to the house of Judah.
14With kings and counselors of the earth who built ruins for themselves.
21For what does he care about his household after him, when the number of his months is cut off?
20In a moment, they die; at midnight, people are shaken and pass away, and the mighty are removed without human intervention.
14The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its features stand out like a garment.
20All go to the same place; all come from dust, and to dust all return.
2Your wealth has rotted, and your clothes have become moth-eaten.
19Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.
26Their inhabitants were powerless; they were dismayed and confounded. They were like plants of the field, tender grass, vegetation sprouting on the roofs, scorched before it can grow.
22Stop trusting in man, who has but a breath in his nostrils. Of what account is he?
17The seeds shrivel beneath their clods, the storehouses are desolate, the granaries are broken down, for the grain has dried up.
11For the LORD has given the command: The great house will be shattered into pieces, and the small house into bits.
16Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up clothes like clay,
15There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you down. It will consume you like the young locusts. Multiply yourselves like locusts; increase yourselves like swarming locusts.
15She forgets that a foot may crush them or a wild animal may trample them.
12so man lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, people will not awake or be roused from their sleep.