Job 13:12
Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.
Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.
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8"'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
9Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
11Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall on you?
15all flesh would perish together, and man would turn again to dust.
11You will groan at your latter end, when your flesh and your body are consumed,
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
12I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
3For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.
11You will conceive chaff. You will bring forth stubble. Your breath is a fire that will devour you.
12The peoples will be like the burning of lime, like thorns that are cut down and burned in the fire.
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
19How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
20Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.
11His bones are full of his youth, but youth shall lie down with him in the dust.
13"Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
7"As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol."
16for you shall forget your misery. You shall remember it as waters that are passed away.
14The dead shall not live. The deceased shall not rise. Therefore have you visited and destroyed them, and caused all memory of them to perish.
7and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
21His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
21For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
19But you are cast away from your tomb like an abominable branch, clothed with the slain, who are thrust through with the sword, who go down to the stones of the pit; like a dead body trodden under foot.
26They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.
14For he knows how we are made. He remembers that we are dust.
14It is changed as clay under the seal, and stands forth as a garment.
28though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
25For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body clings to the earth.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.
10They all will answer and ask you, "Have you also become as weak as we are? Have you become like us?"
4You will be brought down, and will speak out of the ground. Your speech will mumble out of the dust. Your voice will be as of one who has a familiar spirit, out of the ground, and your speech will whisper out of the dust.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
32But as for you, your dead bodies shall fall in this wilderness.
17His memory shall perish from the earth. He shall have no name in the street.
16Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;
3Therefore they will be like the morning mist, and like the dew that passes away early, like the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing floor, and like the smoke out of the chimney.
30and shall cause their voice to be heard over you, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust on their heads, they shall wallow themselves in the ashes:
4His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
20As a dream when one wakes up, so, Lord, when you awake, you will despise their fantasies.
8Their appearance is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin clings to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
20All go to one place. All are from the dust, and all turn to dust again.
13"Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, that you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
38when the dust runs into a mass, and the clods of earth stick together?
6Behold, I am toward God even as you are. I am also formed out of the clay.
12Behold, when the wall has fallen, shall it not be said to you, Where is the plaster with which you have plastered it?
19Your dead shall live. My dead bodies shall arise. Awake and sing, you who dwell in the dust; for your dew is like the dew of herbs, and the earth will cast forth the dead.
32You shall be for fuel to the fire; your blood shall be in the midst of the land; you shall be remembered no more: for I, Yahweh, have spoken it.
16Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol, or descend together into the dust?"
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.