Job 17:7
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
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7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
10 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
8 The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
17 For this our heart is faint; For these things our eyes are dim;
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
9 My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.
3 For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
51 My eye affects my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
16 For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
11 My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day, saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
2 Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
20 See, Yahweh; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.
22 Let all their wickedness come before you; Do to them, as you have done to me for all my transgressions: For my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
12 My 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.
31 Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
12 Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look, and see if there be any sorrow like my sorrow, which is brought on me, With which Yahweh has afflicted [me] in the day of his fierce anger.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15 My 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.
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.
4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
82 My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
21 For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
6 He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
3 so am I made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
49 My eye pours down, and doesn't cease, without any intermission,
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.