Job 30:18

Coverdale Bible (1535)

With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 2:7 : 7 So wente Sathan forth from the LORDE, and smote Iob with maruelous sore byles, from the sole off the fote vnto his crowne:
  • Job 7:5 : 5 My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
  • Job 19:20 : 20 My bone hangeth to my skynne, and the flesh is awaye, only there is left me the skynne aboute my teth.
  • Ps 38:5 : 5 My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse.
  • Isa 1:5-6 : 5 Wherfore shulde ye be plaged eny more? For ye are euer fallinge awaye. The whole heade is sick, and the herte is very heuy. 6 From the sole of the foote vnto the heade, there is no whole parte in all yor body: but all are woundes, botches, sores and strypes, which can nether be helped, bounde vp, molified, ner eased with eny oyntment.

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  • Job 30:16-17
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    80%

    16Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.

    17My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.

  • Ps 38:6-8
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    6I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.

    7For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.

    8I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.

  • 19I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.

  • Lam 3:3-5
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    3Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.

    4My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.

    5He hath buylded rounde aboute me, & closed me in with gall and trauayle.

  • 5For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.

  • Job 16:12-15
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    12I was somtyme in wealth, but sodenly hath he brought me to naught. He hath taken me by the neck, he hath rente me, and set me, as it were a marck for him to shute at.

    13He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.

    14He hath geue me one wounde vpon another, and is falle vpon me like a giaunte.

    15I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.

  • Ps 22:14-15
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    14I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.

    15My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.

  • Lam 1:13-14
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    13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.

    14The yocke of my transgression is come at the last, with his honde hath he taken it vp, and put it aboute my neck. My strength is gone: the LORDE hath delyuered me in to those hondes, wherout I can not quyte myself.

  • 5My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:

  • 10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

  • Job 16:7-8
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    7And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied

    8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.

  • 28where as I (notwithstondinge) must consume like as a foule carion, and as a cloth that is moth eaten.

  • 30My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:

  • Isa 38:12-13
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    12Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.

    13I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.

  • Ps 109:18-19
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    18Let it be vnto him as the cloke that he hath vpon him, and as the gyrdle that he is gyrded withall.

    19Let it thus happen from the LORDE vnto myne enemies, and to those that speake euell agaynst my soule.

  • 18They haue parted my garmentes amonge them, ad cast lottes vpon my vesture.

  • 19he chasteneth him with sicknesse, & bringeth him to his bed: he laieth sore punyshmet vpo his bones,

  • Ps 38:2-4
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    2For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.

    3There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes.

    4For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare.

  • 11Thou hast couered me with skynne and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones & synowes.

  • 13Neuertheles, when they were sick, I put on a sack cloth: I humbled my soule with fastinge, and my prayer turned in to myne owne bosome.

  • 11For ye LORDE hath opened his quyuer, he hath hytt me, & put a brydle in my mouth.

  • Job 19:20-21
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    20My bone hangeth to my skynne, and the flesh is awaye, only there is left me the skynne aboute my teth.

    21Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.

  • 11He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.

  • 7He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.

  • 27My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.

  • 21In so moch, that his body is clene consumed awaye, & his bones appeare nomore.

  • 31yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.

  • 9He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.

  • 8They haue geuen a wicked sentence vpon me: when he lyeth, he shal ryse vp nomore.

  • 10I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.

  • 1My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.

  • 3For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.

  • 18He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.

  • 14And why? I put vpon me rightuousnes, which couered me as a garmet, & equite was my crowne.