Job 17:11
My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
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12They change the night into day, saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.
13If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,
1"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
10But as for you all, come on now again; I shall not find a wise man among you.
20Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
10I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."
11I said, "I won't see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
13I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
10My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
25"Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,
11My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
23He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
16"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
16I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
10He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
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.
13Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
20My tent is destroyed, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth from me, and they are no more: there is none to spread my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
47Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
20Therefore I began to cause my heart to despair concerning all the labor in which I had labored under the sun.
4"Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
5Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
21For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
22For when a few years are come, I shall go the way of no return.
8He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
17For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
4Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
2Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
4His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
9He has walled up my ways with cut stone; he has made my paths crooked.
16When I tried to understand this, it was too painful for me;
15That which is crooked can't be made straight; and that which is lacking can't be counted.
15where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16As for me, I have not hurried from being a shepherd after you; neither have I desired the woeful day; you know: that which came out of my lips was before your face.