Job 6:4
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have arrayed themselves against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have arrayed themselves against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For the allmighty hath shott at me with his arowes, whose indignacion hath droncke vp my sprete, and ye terrible feares of God fight agaysnt me.
For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.
For the arrowes of the almightie are vpon me, the poyson therof hath drunke vp my spirite, and the terrible feares of God are set against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty [are] within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
For arrows of the Mighty `are' with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves `for' me!
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For the arrows of the Ruler of all are present with me, and their poison goes deep into my spirit: his army of fears is put in order against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison; God’s sudden terrors are arrayed against me.
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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.
2For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.
2Oh, that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are swallowed up.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
12He has bent His bow and set me as a target for the arrow.
13He has caused the arrows of His quiver to pierce my innermost parts.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
5Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
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.
16For God makes my heart faint, and the Almighty troubles me.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
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.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
18He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
16Your fierce wrath goes over me; your terrors have cut me off.
14Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind, and my welfare passes away like a cloud.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
23For destruction from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty I could not endure.
4As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
6Know now that God has overthrown me and has surrounded me with His net.
34Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear terrify me:
6The sorrows of hell surrounded me; the snares of death confronted me;
15He has filled me with bitterness, He has made me drunk with wormwood.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
25For the thing I greatly feared has come upon me, and what I dreaded has happened to me.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
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.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
11He has also kindled His wrath against me and counts me as one of His enemies.
23I will heap disasters upon them; I will use up my arrows against them.
28The arrow cannot make him flee; sling stones are turned to stubble by him.
4The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
6Should I lie against my right? My wound is incurable, though I am without transgression.
10As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
13He has also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordains his arrows against the persecutors.
24He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bow of bronze shall strike him through.
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
11He puts my feet in the stocks, He marks all my paths.