Job 14:22
But his flesh on him has pain, and his soul within him mourns."
But his flesh on him has pain, and his soul within him mourns."
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18 He keeps back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword.
19 He is chastened also with pain on his bed, with continual strife in his bones;
20 So that his life abhors bread, and his soul dainty food.
21 His flesh is so consumed away, that it can't be seen. His bones that were not seen stick out.
22 Yes, his soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.
21 His sons come to honor, and he doesn't know it. They are brought low, but he doesn't perceive it of them.
25 Another dies in bitterness of soul, and never tastes of good.
17 All his days he also eats in darkness, he is frustrated, and has sickness and wrath.
11 You will groan at your latter end, when your flesh and your body are consumed,
10 His children shall seek the favor of the poor. His hands shall give back his wealth.
11 His bones are full of his youth, but youth shall lie down with him in the dust.
23 For all his days are sorrows, and his travail is grief; yes, even in the night his heart takes no rest. This also is vanity.
20 the wicked man writhes in pain all his days, even the number of years that are laid up for the oppressor.
21 A sound of terrors is in his ears. In prosperity the destroyer shall come on him.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
13 The sorrows of a travailing woman will come on him. He is an unwise son; for when it is time, he doesn't come to the opening of the womb.
21 For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
22 There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
24 "However doesn't one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
20 "Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
15 What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
24 Distress and anguish make him afraid. They prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
32 Yet he will be borne to the grave. Men shall keep watch over the tomb.
12 From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn't regard the folly.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
4 My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.
15 Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.
14 behold, my servants shall sing for joy of heart, but you shall cry for sorrow of heart, and shall wail for anguish of spirit.
20 "Because he knew no quietness within him, he shall not save anything of that in which he delights.
12 His strength shall be famished. Calamity shall be ready at his side.
13 The members of his body shall be devoured. The firstborn of death shall devour his members.
13 Even in laughter the heart may be sorrowful, and mirth may end in heaviness.
28 Let him sit alone and keep silence, because he has laid it on him.
3 Therefore my thighs are filled with anguish. Pains have taken hold on me, like the pains of a woman in labor. I am in so much pain that I can't hear. I so am dismayed that I can't see.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
11 "Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
19 he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.
14 yet his food in his bowels is turned. It is cobra venom within him.
18 He shall be driven from light into darkness, and chased out of the world.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
20 Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
21 For what does he care for his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?
19 Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
17 The merciful man does good to his own soul, but he who is cruel troubles his own flesh.
14 Those riches perish by misfortune, and if he has fathered a son, there is nothing in his hand.
6 Sigh therefore, you son of man; with the breaking of your thighs and with bitterness you will sigh before their eyes.
29 If you take this one also from me, and harm happens to him, you will bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to Sheol.'
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.