Job 17:1
My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
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- Ps 88:3-5 : 3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue. 4 I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength. 5 I am free among the dead: like such as beyng kylled lye in a graue, whom thou remembrest no more, and are cut away from thy hande.
- Isa 38:10-14 : 10 I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres. 11 I spake within my selfe, I wyll neuer visite the Lorde the Lorde I say in this lyfe: I wyll neuer see man among the dwellers of the worlde. 12 Myne age is folden together & taken away from me lyke a sheepheardes cotage, I haue hewen of my lyfe by my sinnes, lyke as a weauer cutteth of his webbe: He wyll with pinyng sicknesse make an ende of me, yea he wyll make an ende of me in one day. 13 I thought I woulde haue lyued vntyll the morowe, but he brused my bones lyke a lion: and in one day thou wylt make an ende of me. 14 Then chattered I lyke a swallowe, and lyke a crane, and mourned lyke a doue, I lift vp mine eyes into the heyght: O Lorde sayde my sicknesse kepeth me downe, ease thou me.
- Isa 57:16 : 16 For I chyde not euer, and am not wroth without ende: but the blasting goeth from me, and is included in the body, and I made the breath.
- Job 6:11 : 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?
- Job 17:13-14 : 13 Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke. 14 I saide to corruption, thou art my father, and to the wormes, you are my mother and my sister.
- Job 19:17 : 17 Myne owne wyfe might not abyde my breath, though I prayed her for the children sake of myne owne body.
- Job 42:16 : 16 After this liued Iob an hundred and fourtie yeres: so that he sawe his children, and his childrens children into the fourth generation.
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3 Whyle my breath is in me, and the winde that God hath geuen me is in my nostrels,
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9 Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.
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11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
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13 Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke.
14 I saide to corruption, thou art my father, and to the wormes, you are my mother and my sister.
15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
16 These shall go downe with me into the pit, and lye with me in the dust.
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10 I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
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20 Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
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3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule, he hath smitten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layde me in darknesse as men that haue ben long dead.
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18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
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2 Froward men are with me, and myne eye must continue in the bitternesse of them.
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22 His soule draweth vnto the graue, and his lyfe to death.
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15 My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
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13 O that thou wouldest hide me in the graue, & keepe me secret vntyl thy wrath were past, and to appoynt me a time wherein thou mightest remember me.
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3 For my soule is full of miserie: and my life toucheth the graue.
4 I am counted as one of them that go downe vnto the pit: and I am nowe become a man that hath no strength.
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16 Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
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11 My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
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16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.
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5 My fleshe is clothed with wormes and dust of the earth: my skinne is withered and become horrible.
6 My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
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17 Because I am disposed to a haltyng: and my sorowe is euer in my syght.
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10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
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19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.
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18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of the wombe? O that I had perished, and that no eye had seene me,
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4 My heart trembleth within me: and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
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17 Myne owne wyfe might not abyde my breath, though I prayed her for the children sake of myne owne body.
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7 Make speede, hearken vnto me O God, my spirite waxeth faynt: hyde not thy face from me, for I am lyke vnto them that go downe into the pyt.
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4 O God make me to knowe mine ende, and the number of my dayes: that I may be certified howe long I haue to lyue.
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19 What is he that wyll go to lawe with me? if I now holde my tongue I dye.
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28 And I as a rotten thing do consume away, as a garment that is moth eaten.
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18 I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.
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10 But as for man, when he is dead, perished, and consumed away, what becommeth of him?
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4 Blessed is he vnto whom the God of Iacob is an ayde: his trust is in God his Lorde.
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6 He hath set me in darknesse, as they that be dead for euer.
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24 For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
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20 Consider (O Lorde) howe I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my heart turneth about in me, and I am full of heauinesse, because I rebelled stubburnly: the sworde hurteth me without, and within I am lyke vnto death.
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7 Mine eye is almost put out through griefe: and worne out through all mine enemies.