Job 4:19
how much more to those who live in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed like a 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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20 They are destroyed between morning and evening; they perish forever without anyone regarding it.
21 Is not their excess wealth taken away from them? They die, yet without attaining wisdom.
18 The house he builds is as fragile as a moth’s cocoon, like a hut that a watchman has made.
6 how much less a mortal man, who is but a maggot– a son of man, who is only a worm!”
17 “Is a mortal man righteous before God? Or a man pure before his Creator?
18 If God puts no trust in his servants and attributes folly to his angels,
28 So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
26 Together they lie down in the dust, and worms cover over them both.
4 People are like a vapor, their days like a shadow that disappears.
18 How often are they like straw before the wind, and like chaff swept away by a whirlwind?
19 How desolate they become in a mere moment! Terrifying judgments make their demise complete!
18 But as a mountain falls away and crumbles, and as a rock will be removed from its place,
19 as water wears away stones, and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man’s hope.
28 he lived in ruined towns and in houses where no one lives, where they are ready to crumble into heaps.
14 whose trust is in something futile, whose security is a spider’s web.
15 He leans against his house but it does not hold up, he takes hold of it but it does not stand.
19 He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
15 all flesh would perish together and human beings would return to dust.
5 My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
16 men who were carried off before their time, when the flood was poured out on their foundations?
12 Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
2 He grows up like a flower and then withers away; he flees like a shadow, and does not remain.
3 Do you fix your eye on such a one? And do you bring me before you for judgment?
11 You severely discipline people for their sins; like a moth you slowly devour their strength. Surely all people are a mere vapor.(Selah)
14 He is dragged from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.
15 Fire resides in his tent; over his residence burning sulfur is scattered.
12 but, despite their wealth, people do not last, they are like animals that perish.
17 When they are scorched, they dry up, when it is hot, they vanish from their place.
38 when the dust hardens into a mass, and the clumps of earth stick together?
7 he will perish forever, like his own excrement; those who used to see him will say,‘Where is he?’
4 Their life’s breath departs, they return to the ground; on that day their plans die.
24 They are exalted for a little while, and then they are gone, they are brought low like all others, and gathered in, and like a head of grain they are cut off.’
9 By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his anger they are consumed.
12 The Curse of the Incurable Wound I will be like a moth to Ephraim, like wood rot to the house of Judah.
14 with kings and counselors of the earth who built for themselves places now desolate,
21 For what is his interest in his home after his death, when the number of his months has been broken off?
20 In a moment they die, in the middle of the night, people are shaken and they pass away. The mighty are removed effortlessly.
14 The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; its features are dyed like a garment.
20 Both go to the same place, both come from the dust, and to dust both return.
2 Your riches have rotted and your clothing has become moth-eaten.
19 Lasting Treasure“Do not accumulate for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and devouring insect destroy and where thieves break in and steal.
26 Their residents are powerless, they are terrified and ashamed. They are as short-lived as plants in the field, or green vegetation. They are as short-lived as grass on the rooftops when it is scorched by the east wind.
22 Stop trusting in human beings, whose life’s breath is in their nostrils. For why should they be given special consideration?
17 The grains of seed have shriveled beneath their shovels. Storehouses have been decimated and granaries have been torn down, for the grain has dried up.
11 Indeed, look! The LORD is giving the command. He will smash the large house to bits, and the small house into little pieces.
16 If he piles up silver like dust and stores up clothing like mounds of clay,
15 There the fire will consume you; the sword will cut you down; it will devour you like the young locust would.The Assyrian Defenders Will Flee Multiply yourself like the young locust; multiply yourself like the flying locust!
15 She forgets that a foot might crush them, or that a wild animal might trample them.
12 so man lies down and does not rise; until the heavens are no more, they will not awake nor arise from their sleep.