Job 19:9
He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
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10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
11 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
8 He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
12 I 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.
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
9 He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
5 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
6 Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
13 From 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.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, and come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
16 He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
17 And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
18 And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
44 Thou hast made his glory to cease, and cast his throne down to the ground.
2 He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.
3 Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5 He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
6 He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
7 He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
19 But 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.
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
9 The women of my people have ye cast out from their pleasant houses; from their children have ye taken away my glory for ever.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
3 For 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.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
17 For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds without cause.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
7 He 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.
31 Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
3 These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
3 When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness;
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither hath he covered the darkness from my face.
20 My 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.
19 He leadeth princes away spoiled, and overthroweth the mighty.
19 Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
39 Thou hast made void the covenant of thy servant: thou hast profaned his crown by casting it to the ground.
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.
19 All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.