Job 9:25
My dayes are more swyft then a runner, they are gone & haue seene no good thing.
My dayes are more swyft then a runner, they are gone & haue seene no good thing.
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26They are passed away as the shippes that be good vnder sayle, & as the eagle that fleeth to the pray.
6My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7O remember that my lyfe is but a winde, and that myne eye shall no more see pleasures:
8Yea and the eye that hath seene me, shal see me no more: for yer thou fasten thyne eye vpon me, I come to naught.
11My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
12Chaunging the night into day, and the light approching into darkenesse.
15Feare is turned vpon me, and they pursue my soule as the wind, and my health passeth away as a cloude.
16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.
18The vngodly is swyft vpon the water: their portion shalbe cursed in the earth, and he shall not beholde the way of the vineyardes.
11My dayes fade away lyke a shadowe: and I am wythered lyke grasse.
11Lo, when he goeth by me, I shal not see hym, and when he passeth, I shall not perceaue hym.
20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,
18They lay so sharpe wayte for vs, that we can not go safe vpon the streetes, for our ende is come, our dayes are fulfilled, our ende is here.
19Our persecutours are swifter then the Egles of the ayre: they folowed vppon vs ouer the mountaynes, and layde wayte for vs in the wyldernesse.
23he afflicted my strength in the way, he shortened my dayes.
24But I say, O my God take me not away in the middest of myne age: as for thy yeres, they endure throughout all generations.
14Therfore the flight shall perishe from the swift, and the strong shal not strengthen his force, neither shall the mightie saue his life.
12Upon my right hande ryse the young men against me, they haue hurt my feete, treading vpon me as vpon the wayes of their destruction.
13My pathes haue they cleane marred, it was so easye for them to do me harme, that they needed no man to help them.
10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.
5Behold thou hast made my dayes as it were an hand breadth long, & mine age is euen as nothing before thee: truely euery man is al together vanitie. Selah.
23I passe away like a vading shadowe: and I am dryuen from place to place lyke the grashopper.
12Myne 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.
24As for the worlde it is geuen ouer into the hande of the wicked, and he shall couer the faces of the iudges therof: if not, where is he, or who is he that can shewe the contrarie?
9For all our dayes do passe in thine anger: we spende our yeres as in speaking a worde.
10My heart panteth, my strength hath fayled me: and the lyght of myne eyes is gone from me.
8He hath hedged vp my way that I can not passe, and he hath set darkenesse in my pathes.
9He hath spoyled me of myne honour, and taken the crowne away from my head.
1My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore.
10I thought I shoulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the residue of my yeres.
8He shall vanishe as a dreame, so that he can no more be founde, and shal passe away as a vision in the night.
9So that the eye which sawe him before, shal haue no more sight of him, and his place shall know him no more.
2Neuerthelesse, my feete were almost gone from me: my steppes had almost slypt.
8Behold, though I go forwarde I find him not: If I go backwarde, I can get no knowledge of hym:
2He commeth vp, and is cut downe like a floure: He fleeth as it were a shadow, and neuer continueth in one state.
9He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, and made my pathes crooked.
11He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.
3For my dayes are consumed away like smoke: and my bones are burnt vp as though they were a firebrande.
4Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away.
7Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
8Then woulde I make hast to escape: from the stormie wynde, and from the tempest.
13From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.
1Considering then that there is no time hyd from the almightie, how happeneth it that they which know him do not regarde his dayes?
15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.
20They shalbe smitten from the morning vnto the euening: yea they shall perishe for euer, when no man regardeth them.
15Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
6They flocke together, they kepe them selues close: they marke my steppes, that they may lye in wayte for my soule.
47Remember what I am, howe short my tyme is of lyfe: wherfore hast thou created in vayne all the sonnes of men?
5Or are thy dayes as the dayes of man? and thy yeres as mans yeres?
5Wherfore shoulde I feare in euyll dayes? the wickednesse of my heeles then would compasse me round about.