Job 14:22
His flesh only has pain for him, and he mourns for himself.”
His flesh only has pain for him, and he mourns for himself.”
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18He spares a person’s life from corruption, his very life from crossing over the river.
19Or a person is chastened by pain on his bed, and with the continual strife of his bones,
20so that his life loathes food, and his soul rejects appetizing fare.
21His flesh wastes away from sight, and his bones, which were not seen, are easily visible.
22He draws near to the place of corruption, and his life to the messengers of death.
21If his sons are honored, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he does not see it.
25And another man dies in bitterness of soul, never having tasted anything good.
17Surely, he ate in darkness every day of his life, and he suffered greatly with sickness and anger.
11And at the end of your life you will groan when your flesh and your body are wasted away.
10His sons must recompense the poor; his own hands must return his wealth.
11His bones were full of his youthful vigor, but that vigor will lie down with him in the dust.
23For all day long his work produces pain and frustration, and even at night his mind cannot relax! This also is futile!
20All his days the wicked man suffers torment, throughout the number of the years that are stored up for the tyrant.
21Terrifying sounds fill his ears; in a time of peace marauders attack him.
4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
13The labor pains of a woman will overtake him, but the baby will lack wisdom; when the time arrives, he will not come out of the womb!
21Yes, my spirit was bitter, and my insides felt sharp pain.
22Strength lodges in its neck, and despair runs before it.
24The Contrast With the Past“Surely one does not stretch out his hand against a broken man when he cries for help in his distress.
20Longing for Death“Why does God give light to one who is in misery, and life to those whose soul is bitter,
15What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.
24Distress and anguish terrify him; they prevail against him like a king ready to launch an attack,
16Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
17Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.
32And when he is carried to the tombs, and watch is kept over the funeral mound,
12From the city the dying groan, and the wounded cry out for help, but God charges no one with wrongdoing.
5Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
4My heart beats violently within me; the horrors of death overcome me.
15Those who survive him are buried by the plague, and their widows do not mourn for them.
14Look, my servants will shout for joy as happiness fills their hearts! But you will cry out as sorrow fills your hearts; you will wail because your spirits will be crushed.
20For he knows no satisfaction in his appetite; he does not let anything he desires escape.
12Calamity is hungry for him, and misfortune is ready at his side.
13It eats away parts of his skin; the most terrible death devours his limbs.
13Even in laughter the heart may ache, and the end of joy may be grief.
28י(Yod) Let a person sit alone in silence, when the LORD is disciplining him.
3For this reason my stomach churns; cramps overwhelm me like the contractions of a woman in labor. I am disturbed by what I hear, horrified by what I see.
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
11Job Remonstrates with God“Therefore, I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
19But he will join his ancestors; they will never again see the light of day.
14his food is turned sour in his stomach; it becomes the venom of serpents within him.
18He is driven from light into darkness and is banished from the world.
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
20Let his own eyes see his destruction; let him drink of the anger of the Almighty.
21For what is his interest in his home after his death, when the number of his months has been broken off?
19And I cried out,“We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought,‘This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!’
17A kind person benefits himself, but a cruel person brings himself trouble.
14Then that wealth was lost through bad luck; although he fathered a son, he has nothing left to give him.
6“And you, son of man, groan with an aching heart and bitterness; groan before their eyes.
29If you take this one from me too and an accident happens to him, then you will bring down my gray hair in tragedy to the grave.’
18Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!