Isaiah 38:12
Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
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13I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
10I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
23He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
20Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
20My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
13From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
4LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
28And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
40Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from mine eyes.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
19But I was like a lamb or an ox that is brought to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, saying, Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
16I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
13If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
22Yea, his soul draweth near unto the grave, and his life to the destroyers.
3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.