Job 31:22
Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and let my arm be broken at the bone.
Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and let my arm be broken at the bone.
then let my shoulder fall from its socket, and let my arm be broken off at the joint.
Then let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone.
The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.
Let mine arme fal from my shoulder, & mine arme be broken from the bone.
Then let myne arme fall fro my shoulder, and myne arme holes be broken from the bone.
[Then] let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And my arm be broken from the bone.
My shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.
Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone.
Then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder-blade, And mine arm be broken from the bone.
May my arm be pulled from my body, and be broken from its base.
then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder blade, and my arm be broken from the bone.
then let my arm fall from the shoulder, let my arm be broken off at the socket.
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21If I have lifted my hand against the fatherless, when I saw my help in the gate;
23For destruction from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty I could not endure.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10Then I should still have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow. Let him not spare, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let happen to me what will.
14Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
15And from the wicked their light is withheld, and the upraised arm is broken.
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.
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
9You have sent widows away empty, and the arms of the fatherless have been broken.
29And if you take this also from me, and harm befalls him, you shall bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.
35He teaches my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by my arms.
34Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear terrify me:
21Withdraw your hand far from me, and let not your dread make me afraid.
6Let me be weighed in an even balance, that God may know my integrity.
7If my step has turned out of the way, and my heart walked after my eyes, and if any stain has cleaved to my hands;
8Then let me sow, and let another eat; yes, let my offspring be rooted out.
21Son of man, I have broken the arm of Pharaoh king of Egypt; and, behold, it will not be bound up to be healed, to wrap with a bandage, to become strong to hold the sword.
22Therefore thus says the Lord GOD; Behold, I am against Pharaoh king of Egypt, and will break his arms, the strong and the broken; and I will cause the sword to fall out of his hand.
31Behold, the days are coming, that I will cut off your strength, and the strength of your father's house, so that there will not be an old man in your house.
15Break the arm of the wicked and the evil man; seek out his wickedness until You find none.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
20My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
34He teaches my hands to war, so that a bow of bronze is broken by my arms.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
12Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
16If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or caused the eyes of the widow to fail;
17For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but the LORD upholds the righteous.
12The LORD judge between me and you, and the LORD avenge me of you; but my hand shall not be upon you.
2Indeed, how might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age has perished?
17I can count all my bones; they look and stare at me.
36Surely I would take it upon my shoulder, and bind it as a crown to me.
17My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones, that were not seen, stick out.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
8Make me hear joy and gladness, that the bones you have broken may rejoice.
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.
14The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are woven together, and come upon my neck: he has made my strength to fall, the Lord has delivered me into their hands, from whom I am not able to rise up.
7Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave, as when one cuts and splits wood upon the earth.
7When they took hold of you by your hand, you broke, and tore all their shoulder: and when they leaned upon you, you broke, and made all their loins to be at a stand.
17And I broke the fangs of the wicked, and plucked the victim from his teeth.
14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a giant.
3O LORD my God, if I have done this; if there is iniquity in my hands;