Job 17:14
If I cry to corruption,‘You are my father,’ and to the worm,‘My mother,’ or‘My sister,’
If I cry to corruption,‘You are my father,’ and to the worm,‘My mother,’ or‘My sister,’
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15where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
16Will it go down to the barred gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?”
13If I hope for the grave to be my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
5My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
17For he did not kill me before I came from the womb, making my pregnant mother’s womb my grave forever.
18Why did I ever come forth from my mother’s womb? All I experience is trouble and grief, and I spend my days in shame.
18An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
19I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!
17I am deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
18So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
19ז(Zayin) Remember my impoverished and homeless condition, which is a bitter poison.
28So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
26And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God,
20The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. Like a tree, wickedness will be broken down.
6But I am a worm, not a man; people insult me and despise me.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
8then let me sow and let another eat, and let my crops be uprooted.
6how much less a mortal man, who is but a maggot– a son of man, who is only a worm!”
15If I had publicized these thoughts, I would have betrayed your people.
31then you plunge me into a slimy pit and my own clothes abhor me.
13The Possibility of Another Life“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me!
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
10because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!
11Job Wishes He Had Died at Birth“Why did I not die at birth, and why did I not expire as I came out of the womb?
14Cursed be the day I was born! May that day not be blessed when my mother gave birth to me.
16Or why was I not buried like a stillborn infant, like infants who have never seen the light?
19But you have been thrown out of your grave like a shoot that is thrown away. You lie among the slain, among those who have been slashed by the sword, among those headed for the stones of the Pit, as if you were a mangled corpse.
18but from my youth I raised the orphan like a father, and from my mother’s womb I guided the widow!
4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
20ר(Resh) Look, O LORD! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.
11He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
3Do you fix your eye on such a one? And do you bring me before you for judgment?
4Even now you say to me,‘You are my father! You have been my faithful companion ever since I was young.
14The Lord Will Not Relent from the Threatened Judgment Will I deliver them from the power of Sheol? No, I will not! Will I redeem them from death? No, I will not! O Death, bring on your plagues! O Sheol, bring on your destruction! My eyes will not show any compassion!
6He has made me reside in deepest darkness like those who died long ago.
14My kinsmen have failed me; my friends have forgotten me.
26Together they lie down in the dust, and worms cover over them both.
6I went down to the very bottoms of the mountains; the gates of the netherworld barred me in forever; but you brought me up from the Pit, O LORD, my God.
18Even youngsters have scorned me; when I get up, they scoff at me.
19All my closest friends detest me; and those whom I love have turned against me.
20If I have sinned– what have I done to you, O watcher of men? Why have you set me as your target? Have I become a burden to you?
21And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, and you will seek me diligently, but I will be gone.”
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.
11Your splendor has been brought down to Sheol, as well as the sound of your stringed instruments. You lie on a bed of maggots, with a blanket of worms over you.
10“I thought,‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’
17My offenses would be sealed up in a bag; you would cover over my sin.
5Look, I was guilty of sin from birth, a sinner the moment my mother conceived me.
3Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.