Job 19:9
Hee hath spoyled mee of mine honour, and taken the crowne away from mine head.
Hee hath spoyled mee of mine honour, and taken the crowne away from mine head.
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10 He hath destroyed mee on euery side and I am gone: and he hath remoued mine hope like a tree.
11 And he hath kindled his wrath against me, and counteth mee as one of his enemies.
8 Hee hath hedged vp my way that I cannot passe, and he hath set darkenesse in my paths.
11 He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
12 I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe.
13 His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
14 He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
15 I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
9 He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
5 But in deede if ye will aduance your selues against me, and rebuke me for my reproche,
6 Know nowe, that God hath ouerthrowen me, and hath compassed me with his net.
13 From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
16 He hath also broken my teeth with stones, and hath couered me with ashes.
17 Thus my soule was farre off from peace: I forgate prosperitie,
18 And I saide, My strength & mine hope is perished from the Lord,
13 He hath remooued my brethre farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers vnto me.
44 Thou hast caused his dignitie to decay, and cast his throne to the ground.
2 He hath ledde mee, and brought me into darkenes, but not to light.
3 Surely he is turned against me: he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
5 He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall, and labour.
6 He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.
7 He hath hedged about mee, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chaines heauy.
19 But I was like a lambe, or a bullocke, that is brought to the slaughter, and I knewe not that they had deuised thus against me, saying, Let vs destroy the tree with the fruite thereof, and cut him out of the lande of the liuing, that his name may be no more in memory.
9 His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
9 The women of my people haue ye cast out from their pleasant houses, and from their childre haue ye taken away my glorie continually.
10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
6 Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
17 For he destroyeth mee with a tempest, and woundeth me without cause.
18 He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
7 He maketh my vine waste, & pilleth off the barke of my figge tree: he maketh it bare, and casteth it downe: ye branches therof are made white.
31 Yet shalt thou plunge mee in the pit, and mine owne clothes shal make me filthie.
13 Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
7 But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
3 Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
3 When his light shined vpon mine head: and when by his light I walked thorowe the darkenesse,
17 For I am not cut off in darknesse, but he hath hid the darkenesse from my face.
20 My tabernacle is destroyed, and all my coardes are broken: my children are gone from me, and are not: there is none to spread out my tent any more, and to set vp my curtaines.
19 He leadeth away the princes as a pray, and ouerthroweth the mightie.
19 Thou hast knowen my reproofe and my shame, and my dishonour: all mine aduersaries are before thee.
20 Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.
39 Thou hast broken the couenant of thy seruant, and profaned his crowne, casting it on the ground.
12 Mine habitation is departed, and is remoued from me, like a shepheards tent: I haue cut off like a weauer my life: he will cut me off from the height: from day to night, thou wilt make an ende of me.
19 All my secret friends abhorred me, & they whome I loued, are turned against me.
53 They haue shut vp my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.
11 Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me.