Job 4:19
How much less in those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth?
How much less in those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth?
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
How moch more the shal they (that dwell in houses of claye, whose foundacion is but earth) be moth eaten?
Howe much more in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which shalbe destroyed before the moth?
Howe much more in them that dwel in houses of clay, and whose foundation is but dust, which shall be consumed as it were with a moth?
How much less [in] them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation [is] in the dust, [which] are crushed before the moth?
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
Also -- the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation `is' in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
how much more to those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a moth?
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20They are destroyed from morning to evening; they perish forever without anyone regarding it.
21Does not their excellence which is in them vanish away? They die, even without wisdom.
18He builds his house like a moth, and like a booth that a keeper makes.
6How much less man, who is a worm, and the son of man, who is a worm?
17Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his maker?
18Behold, he puts no trust in his servants; and his angels he charges with folly:
28And he, like a decaying thing, consumes, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
26They lie down alike in the dust, and worms cover them.
4Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
18They are like straw before the wind, and like chaff that the storm carries away.
19How they are brought into desolation, as in a moment! They are utterly consumed with terrors.
18And surely the mountain falling comes to nothing, and the rock is removed out of 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.
28And he dwells in desolate cities, and in houses which no one inhabits, which are ready to become heaps.
14Whose hope will be cut off, and whose trust is a spider's web.
15He shall lean on his house, but it will not stand; he shall hold it fast, but it will not endure.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
15All flesh shall perish together, and man shall return again to dust.
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.
16Who were cut down before their time, whose foundations were swept away by a flood?
12Your remembrances are like ashes, your defenses to defenses of clay.
2He comes forth like a flower and is cut down; he flees also as a shadow and does not continue.
3And do You open Your eyes upon such a one and bring me into judgment with You?
11When you correct a man for iniquity with rebukes, you make his beauty to fade like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
14His confidence shall be uprooted from his dwelling, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.
15It shall dwell in his tent, because it is no longer his: brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.
12Nevertheless, man being in honor abides not: he is like the beasts that perish.
17At the time when they grow warm, they vanish; when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
38When the dust hardens into clumps, and the clods cling together?
7Yet he shall perish forever like his own dung; those who have seen him will say, Where is he?
4His breath departs, he returns to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
24They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are removed out of the way like all others, and cut off like the tops of the ears of grain.
9By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his nostrils they are consumed.
12Therefore I will be to Ephraim as a moth, and to the house of Judah as rottenness.
14With kings and counselors of the earth, who built ruins for themselves;
21For what pleasure does he have in his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?
20In a moment they shall die, and the people shall be troubled at midnight and pass away; and the mighty shall be taken away without hand.
14It is changed like clay under the seal; and they stand out like a garment.
20All go to one place; all are of dust, and all turn to dust again.
2Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten.
19Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal,
26Therefore their inhabitants were of little power, they were dismayed and confounded; they were like the grass of the field, and like the green herb, like the grass on the housetops, and like grain blighted before it is grown up.
22Cease from man, whose breath is in his nostrils; for how much is he to be accounted of?
17The seed shrivels under their clods, the storehouses are desolate, the barns are broken down; for the grain is withered.
11For behold, the LORD commands, and He will strike the great house with breaches, and the little house with clefts.
16Though he heaps up silver as the dust, and prepares clothing as the clay;
15There the fire shall devour you; the sword shall cut you off, it shall eat you up like the locust: make yourself many like the locust, make yourself many like the swarming locusts.
15And forgets that a foot may crush them, or that a wild beast may break them.
12So man lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, they shall not awake nor be raised out of their sleep.