Job 30:21
Thou turnest thy selfe cruelly against me, and art enemie vnto mee with the strength of thine hand.
Thou turnest thy selfe cruelly against me, and art enemie vnto mee with the strength of thine hand.
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19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
20Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp.
22Thou takest me vp & causest mee to ride vpo the winde, & makest my strength to faile.
10Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
3Surely he is turned against me: he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4My flesh and my skinne hath he caused to waxe olde, and he hath broken my bones.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall, and labour.
16But let it increase: hunt thou me as a lyon: returne and shew thy selfe marueilous vpon me.
17Thou renuest thy plagues against me, and thou increasest thy wrath against me: changes and armies of sorowes are against me.
2For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why goe I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
11He hath stopped my wayes, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
7But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
10Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaued me vp, and cast me downe.
21Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
3Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
2For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
11Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction.
13They haue destroyed my paths: they tooke pleasure at my calamitie, they had none helpe.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
5Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me.
11God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked.
39For thou hast girded me with strength to battell: them, that rose against me, thou hast subdued vnder me.
17But thou art ful of the iudgement of the wicked, though iudgement and equitie maintaine all things.
7Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
8Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
43Thou hast couered vs with wrath, and persecuted vs: thou hast slaine and not spared.
26For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
7Thine indignation lyeth vpon me, & thou hast vexed me with all thy waues. Selah.
21Haue pitie vpon me: haue pitie vpon me, (O yee my friendes) for the hande of God hath touched me.
22Why do ye persecute me, as God? & are not satisfied with my flesh?
5But in deede if ye will aduance your selues against me, and rebuke me for my reproche,
6Know nowe, that God hath ouerthrowen me, and hath compassed me with his net.
40For thou hast girded me with power to battell, and them that arose against me, hast thou subdued vnder me.
41And thou hast giuen me the neckes of mine enemies, that I might destroy them that hate me.
16Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
4Deliuer mee, O my God, out of the hande of the wicked: out of the hande of the euill and cruell man.
13Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall: but the Lord hath holpen me.
8(40:3) Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
11And he hath kindled his wrath against me, and counteth mee as one of his enemies.
16Turne thy face vnto mee, and haue mercie vpon me: for I am desolate and poore.
10Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.
13From 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.
14The 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.
23Yet I was alway with thee: thou hast holden me by my right hand.
5But now it is come vpon thee, and thou art grieued: it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
9They cause many that are oppressed, to crye, which crye out for ye violence of the mightie.
9He hath stopped vp my wayes with hewen stone, and turned away my paths.
22But thou hast vtterly reiected vs: thou art exceedingly angry against vs.