Job 19:10
He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone; and my hope He has removed like a tree.
He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone; and my hope He has removed like a tree.
He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre plucte vp by the rote.
He hath destroyed mee on euery side and I am gone: and he hath remoued mine hope like a tree.
He hath destroyed me on euery side and I am gone: my hope hath he taken away as a tree pluckt vp by the roote.
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
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8He has fenced up my way so that I cannot pass, and He has set darkness in my paths.
9He has stripped me of my glory and taken the crown from my head.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
11He has also kindled His wrath against me and counts me as one of His enemies.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; He has covered me with ashes.
17You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope perished from the LORD.
7He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree: he has made it bare and cast it away; its branches are made white.
19But I was like a gentle lamb or an ox that is brought to the slaughter; and I did not know that they had devised plots against me, saying, Let us destroy the tree with its fruit, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be remembered no more.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
20My tent is ruined, and all my cords are broken: my children have gone from me, and they are no more: there is no one to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
12I was at ease, but he has broken me apart; he has also seized me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up as his target.
13His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a giant.
15And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
6Know now that God has overthrown me and has surrounded me with His net.
13He has put my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances are truly estranged from me.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
13From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
16His roots shall be dried up below, and above his branch shall be cut off.
12My lifespan is gone, taken from me like a shepherd's tent: I have cut off my life like a weaver; He cuts me off with pining sickness: from day to night You make an end of me.
11I have therefore delivered it into the hand of the mighty one of the nations; he shall surely deal with it: I have driven it out for its wickedness.
12And strangers, the terrible of the nations, have cut it off and have left it; on the mountains and in all the valleys its branches have fallen, and its boughs are broken by all the rivers of the land; and all the peoples of the earth have gone down from its shadow and have left it.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
9He has enclosed my ways with hewn stone; He has made my paths crooked.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
11My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
7But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
3Surely against me He is turned; He turns His hand against me all day long.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
5He has built against me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
6He has set me in dark places, like those long dead.
7He has hedged me in so I cannot get out; He has made my chain heavy.
9Behold, the hope of capturing him is vain; will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
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.
23For destruction from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty I could not endure.
40You have broken down all his hedges; you have brought his strongholds to ruin.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
23I am gone like a shadow when it declines; I am tossed up and down like the locust.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from 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,
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
9He tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
19All my close friends abhorred me; and those whom I loved have turned against me.
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.
17For He crushes me with a storm, and multiplies my wounds without cause.