Job 19:10
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
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8He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
16He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
7He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.
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.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
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.
12I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
15And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
6Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
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.
16His roots shall be dried up beneath, and above shall his branch be cut off.
12Mine 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.
11I have therefore delivered him into the hand of the mighty one of the heathen; he shall surely deal with him: I have driven him out for his wickedness.
12And strangers, the terrible of the nations, have cut him off, and have left him: upon the mountains and in all the valleys his branches are fallen, and his boughs are broken by all the rivers of the land; and all the people of the earth are gone down from his shadow, and have left him.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
3Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
6He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
19The waters wear the stones: thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and thou destroyest the hope of man.
23For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
40Thou hast broken down all his hedges; thou hast brought his strong holds to ruin.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
13Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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.
9He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
7For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
17For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds without cause.