Job 17:15

Bishops' Bible (1568)

Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 13:15 : 15 Lo, though he slay me, yet wyl I trust in him: but I wyll reproue myne owne wayes in his sight.
  • Job 19:10 : 10 He hath destroyed me on euery side and I am gone: my hope hath he taken away as a tree pluckt vp by the roote.
  • Job 4:6 : 6 Was not thy feare according to thy hope? and the perfectnesse of thy wayes according to thy expectation?
  • Job 6:11 : 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?
  • Job 7:6 : 6 My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.

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  • Job 17:13-14
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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.

  • 16 These shall go downe with me into the pit, and lye with me in the dust.

  • Lam 3:17-18
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    17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.

    18 I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.

  • 11 For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

  • 7 And nowe Lord what wayte I after? truely my hope is euen in thee.

  • Job 7:5-8
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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:

    8 Yea and the eye that hath seene me, shal see me no more: for yer thou fasten thyne eye vpon me, I come to naught.

  • 1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.

  • 9 Beholde his hope is in vaine: for shall not one perishe euen at the sight of him?

  • 10 He hath destroyed me on euery side and I am gone: my hope hath he taken away as a tree pluckt vp by the roote.

  • 15 For on thee O God I haue wayted: thou shalt aunswere for me O Lorde my God.

  • Job 10:18-21
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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,

    19 And that I were as though I had not ben, but brought from the wombe to the graue.

    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,

    21 Afore I go thyther from whence I shall not turne againe, euen to the lande of darknesse and shadowe of death:

  • 13 Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?

  • Job 14:13-14
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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.

    14 May a dead man lyue againe? All the dayes of my lyfe wyll I wayte still, till my chaunging shall come.

  • Job 8:13-14
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    13 So are the pathes of al that forget God, and the hypocrites hope shall come to naught.

    14 His confidence shalbe destroyed, and his trust shalbe a spiders webbe.

  • 8 For what hope hath the hypocrite though he haue great good, if God take away his soule?

  • Job 19:26-27
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    26 And though after my skinne the wormes destroy this body, yet shall I see God in my fleshe:

    27 Whom I my selfe shall see, and myne eyes shall beholde, and none other for me, though my raines are consumed within me.

  • 21 Why doest thou not pardon my trespasses, and take away myne iniquitie? Behold, nowe must I sleepe in the dust, and if thou sekest me to morowe in the morning, I shal not be.

  • 9 Saying what profite is there in my blood when I go downe to the pit? shal the dust geue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

  • 7 Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.

  • 18 Wherefore came I foorth of my mothers wombe? to haue experience of labour and sorowe, and to leade my lyfe with shame?

  • 21 Whyle I consider these thinges in my heart, I get a hope agayne.

  • 19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.

  • 6 Was not thy feare according to thy hope? and the perfectnesse of thy wayes according to thy expectation?

  • 11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,

  • 15 Beholde, these men say vnto me, where is the worde of the Lorde? let it come nowe.

  • 15 Lo, though he slay me, yet wyl I trust in him: but I wyll reproue myne owne wayes in his sight.

  • 7 For if a tree be cut downe, there is some hope yet that it wyll sproute and shoote foorth the braunches againe.

  • 20 As for the eyes of the vngodly they shall faile, and they shal not escape: and their hope shalbe sorowe of minde.

  • 47 Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?

  • 7 When an vngodly man dyeth, his hope is gone: the confidence of riches shall perishe.

  • 17 Be not thou terrible vnto me O Lord: for thou art he in whom I hope when I am in perill.

  • Job 16:15-16
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    15 I haue sowed a sackecloth vpon my skinne, and wallowed my head in the dust.

    16 My face is withered with weeping, & in mine eyes is the shadowe of death.

  • 18 I woulde haue had comfort against sorowe: but sorowe is come vpon me, and heauinesse vexeth my heart.

  • 3 Doest thou open thyne eyes vpon such one, and bringest me into thy iudgement?

  • 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.

  • 5 For thou O Lorde God art the thyng that I long for: thou art my hope euen from my youth.

  • 19 Then shewe me the way where light dwelleth, & where is the place of darkenesse?

  • 19 The waters pearse through the very stones by litle & litle, the floodes washe away the grauell and earth: so shalt thou destroy the hope of man.