Job 17:15
And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
then where is my hope? And who can see any hope for me?
And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
What helpeth then my longe tarienge? Or, who wil fulfill the thinge, that I loke for?
Where is then now mine hope? or who shal consider the thing, that I hoped for?
Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for?
And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? and who will see my desire?
where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
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13If I wait, the grave is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.
14I have said to corruption, 'You are my father'; to the worm, 'You are my mother, and my sister.'
16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
17You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope perished from the LORD.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
7And now, Lord, what do I wait for? my hope is in you.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and becomes loathsome.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
8The eye of him who has seen me shall see me no more; your eyes are upon me, and I am not.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
9Behold, the hope of capturing him is vain; will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone; and my hope He has removed like a tree.
15For in you, O LORD, do I hope; you will hear, O Lord my God.
18Why then have You brought me forth out of the womb? Oh, that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21Before I go to the place from which I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
13Oh that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time I will wait, till my change comes.
13So are the paths of all that forget God; the hypocrite's hope shall perish:
14Whose hope will be cut off, and whose trust is a spider's web.
8For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he has gained, when God takes away his soul?
26And though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh I shall see God,
27Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!
21And why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now shall I sleep in the dust, and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? shall it declare your truth?
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
18Why did I come forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
21This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
6Is not this your fear, your confidence, your hope, and the integrity of your ways?
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
15Behold, they say to me, Where is the word of the LORD? Let it come now.
15Though he slays me, yet will I trust in him; but I will defend my own ways before him.
7For there is hope for a tree, if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, and that its tender branch will not cease.
20But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, and they shall not escape, and their hope shall be as the giving up of the ghost.
47Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
7When a wicked man dies, his hope shall perish, and the expectation of unjust men perishes.
17Do not be a terror to me: you are my hope in the day of evil.
15I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
3And do You open Your eyes upon such a one and bring me into judgment with You?
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
5For you are my hope, O Lord GOD; you are my trust from my youth.
19Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And as for darkness, where is its place,
19The waters wear away the stones; You wash away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth, and You destroy the hope of man.