Job 27:3
All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
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3 My words shall be of the uprightness of my heart: and my lips shall utter knowledge clearly.
4 The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
1 Moreover continued his parable, and said,
2 As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
16 O Lord, by these things men live, and in all these things is the life of my spirit: so wilt thou recover me, and make me to live.
4 My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit.
5 God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.
6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
10 In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath of all mankind.
19 Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
15 Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
25 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
7 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
14 If he set his heart upon man, if he gather unto himself his spirit and his breath;
13 That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
8 But there is a spirit in man: and the inspiration of the Almighty giveth them understanding.
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
16 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
22 Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
15 Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:
7 There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
14 If a man die, shall he live again? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
10 Then 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.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
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.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
4 As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle;
5 When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me;
17 For how can the servant of this my lord talk with this my lord? for as for me, straightway there remained no strength in me, neither is there breath left in me.
20 The breath of our nostrils, the anointed of the LORD, was taken in their pits, of whom we said, Under his shadow we shall live among the heathen.
2 While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being.
4 For 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.
7 Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
9 By the blast of God they perish, and by the breath of his nostrils are they consumed.
3 Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
2 The Spirit of the LORD spake by me, and his word was in my tongue.
17 My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body.
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.