Job 30:16
"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
"Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
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14As through a wide breach they come, in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.
15Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
18By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
27My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
3For 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.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
14I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
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.
9Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
4My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.
3For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.
13His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
3The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
1"My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
3My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
13From 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.
20My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.
7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
1"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
20See, 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.
24For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
25For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
16Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged. Oh bring me out of my distresses.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
7For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones stick to my skin.
4My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
11My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
31Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
18I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
2I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
11For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
16Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.
11He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
28My soul is weary with sorrow: strengthen me according to your word.
10My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
16For 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.
17For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
6The cords of Sheol were around me. The snares of death caught me.
21For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.