Job 30:19
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
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16 He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
17 And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
14 I 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.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
31 Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
13 From 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 desote and faint all the day.
18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desote.
6 Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.
8 He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
11 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
6 He hath set me in dark pces, as they that be dead of old.
7 He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6 Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.
30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and cast a stone upon me.
8 And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for 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.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
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.
9 He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
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 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
12 I 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.
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
29 He putteth his mouth in the dust; if so be there may be hope.