Job 17:7
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
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7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids [is] the shadow of death;
9¶ Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, [yea], my soul and my belly.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7¶ O 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.
17¶ For this our heart is faint; for these [things] our eyes are dim.
17For I [am] ready to halt, and my sorrow [is] continually before me.
20My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out [tears] unto God.
9Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
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.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
51Mine eye affecteth mine heart because of all the daughters of my city.
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.
16For these [things] I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
12They change the night into day: the light [is] short because of darkness.
13If I wait, the grave [is] mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
1¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
2[Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
20Behold, 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.
21They have heard that I sigh: [there is] none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done [it]: thou wilt bring the day [that] thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs [are] many, and my heart [is] faint.
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, [neither] hath he covered the darkness from my face.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
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.
31My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
12¶ [Is it] nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the LORD hath afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
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.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
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.
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.
4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
82Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
6He hath set me in dark places, as [they that be] dead of old.
3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
49Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.