Job 17:14
I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.
I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.
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15 And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when [our] rest together [is] in the dust.
13 If I wait, the grave [is] mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
1 ¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
17 Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb [to be] always great [with me].
18 Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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:
19 Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
28 And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
26 And [though] after my skin [worms] destroy this [body], yet in my flesh shall I see God:
20 The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.
6 But I [am] a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
8 [Then] let me sow, and let another eat; yea, let my offspring be rooted out.
6 How much less man, [that is] a worm? and the son of man, [which is] a worm?
15 ¶ If I say, I will speak thus; behold, I should offend [against] the generation of thy children.
31 Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
13 O 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!
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
11 ¶ Why died I not from the womb? [why] did I [not] give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
14 ¶ Cursed [be] the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed.
16 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants [which] never saw light.
19 But thou art cast out of thy grave like an abominable branch, [and as] the raiment of those that are slain, thrust through with a sword, that go down to the stones of the pit; as a carcase trodden under feet.
18 (For from my youth he was brought up with me, as [with] a father, and I have guided her from my mother's womb;)
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
20 Behold, O LORD; for I [am] in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home [there is] as death.
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
4 Wilt thou not from this time cry unto me, My father, thou [art] the guide of my youth?
14 I will ransom them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy plagues; O grave, I will be thy destruction: repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.
6 He hath set me in dark places, as [they that be] dead of old.
14 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
26 They shall lie down alike in the dust, and the worms shall cover them.
6 I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; the earth with her bars [was] about me for ever: yet hast thou brought up my life from corruption, O LORD my God.
18 Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19 All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20 I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I [shall] not [be].
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
11 Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, [and] the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.
10 I 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.
17 My transgression [is] sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up mine iniquity.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.
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.