Job 19:17
My breath was strange vnto my wife, though I prayed her for the childrens sake of mine owne body.
My breath was strange vnto my wife, though I prayed her for the childrens sake of mine owne body.
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13 He hath remooued my brethre farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers vnto me.
14 My neighbours haue forsaken me, and my familiars haue forgotten me.
15 They that dwel in mine house, and my maydes tooke me for a stranger: for I was a stranger in their sight.
16 I called my seruant, but he would not answere, though I prayed him with my mouth.
18 The wicked also despised mee, and when I rose, they spake against me.
19 All my secret friends abhorred me, & they whome I loued, are turned against me.
20 My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
21 Haue pitie vpon me: haue pitie vpon me, (O yee my friendes) for the hande of God hath touched me.
1 My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
18 He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
15 If I say, I will iudge thus, beholde the generation of thy children: I haue trespassed.
12 Heare my prayer, O Lord, & hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
3 Yet so long as my breath is in me, and the Spirit of God in my nostrels,
27 If mine heart did flatter me in secrete, or if my mouth did kisse mine hand,
9 Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
11 My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
15 Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
9 If mine heart hath bene deceiued by a woman, or if I haue layde wayte at the doore of my neighbour,
10 Let my wife grinde vnto another man, and let other men bow downe vpon her:
10 For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
19 Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20 For why shouldest thou delite, my sonne, in a strange woman, or embrace the bosome of a stranger?
19 Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
40 I was in the day consumed with heate, and with frost in the night, and my sleepe departed from mine eyes.
11 Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
4 Doe I direct my talke to man? If it were so, how should not my spirit be troubled?
20 Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
18 For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
20 Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
24 For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
27 Whome I my selfe shall see, and mine eyes shall beholde, and none other for me, though my reynes are consumed within me.
3 Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
21 Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
8 I am become a stranger vnto my brethren, euen an aliant vnto my mothers sonnes.
12 Why did the knees preuent me? and why did I sucke the breasts?
22 Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
13 Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
6 Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
15 My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
11 My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
2 What my sonne! and what ye sonne of my wombe! and what, O sonne of my desires!
2 Plead with your mother: plead with her: for she is not my wife, neither am I her husband: but let her take away her fornications out of her sight, & her adulteries from betweene her breasts.
16 For these things I weepe: mine eye, euen mine eye casteth out water, because the comforter that should refresh my soule, is farre from me: my children are desolate, because the enemie preuailed.
18 Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
14 Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
1 My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.