Job 8:9
(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)
(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)
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8For enquire, I pray thee, of the former age, and prepare thyself to the search of their fathers:
15For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding.
4Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
8Hast thou heard the secret of God? and dost thou restrain wisdom to thyself?
9What knowest thou, that we know not? what understandest thou, which is not in us?
10With us are both the grayheaded and very aged men, much elder than thy father.
7For he knoweth not that which shall be: for who can tell him when it shall be?
9For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
10The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
11Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.
12So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
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.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
4Knowest thou not this of old, since man was placed upon earth,
14Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
12For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?
19Teach us what we shall say unto him; for we cannot order our speech by reason of darkness.
1Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
2He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
5Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
4For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
8But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.
9Therefore is judgment far from us, neither doth justice overtake us: we wait for light, but behold obscurity; for brightness, but we walk in darkness.
10We grope for the wall like the blind, and we grope as if we had no eyes: we stumble at noonday as in the night; we are in desolate places as dead men.
26Behold, God is great, and we know him not, neither can the number of his years be searched out.
9We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
10Shall not they teach thee, and tell thee, and utter words out of their heart?
10Say not thou, What is the cause that the former days were better than these? for thou dost not enquire wisely concerning this.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
14For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
15As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
16For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
5For the living know that they shall die: but the dead know not any thing, neither have they any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten.
17For the morning is to them even as the shadow of death: if one know them, they are in the terrors of the shadow of death.
27Lo this, we have searched it, so it is; hear it, and know thou it for thy good.
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
1Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
9Great men are not always wise: neither do the aged understand judgment.
13Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.
21Knowest thou it, because thou wast then born? or because the number of thy days is great?
7For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
12For man also knoweth not his time: as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare; so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.
16When I applied mine heart to know wisdom, and to see the business that is done upon the earth: (for also there is that neither day nor night seeth sleep with his eyes:)
19Where is the way where light dwelleth? and as for darkness, where is the place thereof,
12Whilst it is yet in his greenness, and not cut down, it withereth before any other herb.