Job 23:16
For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
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14For he performeth [the thing that is] appointed for me: and many such [things are] with him.
15Therefore am I troubled at his presence: when I consider, I am afraid of him.
23For destruction [from] God [was] a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, [neither] hath he covered the darkness from my face.
4My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me.
4My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
1¶ At this also my heart trembleth, and is moved out of his place.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
14Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake.
15Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:
6Even when I remember I am afraid, and trembling taketh hold on my flesh.
25For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
26I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
24Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
4For the arrows of the Almighty [are] within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
11God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
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.
14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
34Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
15¶ Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
2[As] God liveth, [who] hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, [who] hath vexed my soul;
3I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
21Withdraw thine hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
6Will he plead against me with [his] great power? No; but he would put [strength] in me.
8I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
13[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
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.
16¶ When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
7Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, neither shall my hand be heavy upon thee.
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
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.
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;
23¶ He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
4As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
8¶ He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged: [O] bring thou me out of my distresses.
9He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.