Job 4:19
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
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20 Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.
21 Isn't their tent-cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.'
18 He builds his house as the moth, As a booth which the watchman makes.
6 How much less man, who is a worm! The son of man, who is a worm!"
17 'Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
18 Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error.
28 Though I am decaying like a rotten thing, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
26 They lie down alike in the dust, The worm covers them.
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
18 That they are as stubble before the wind, As chaff that the storm carries away?
19 How they are suddenly destroyed! They are completely swept away with terrors.
18 "But the mountain falling comes to nothing; The rock is removed out of its place;
19 The waters wear the stones; The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth: So you destroy the hope of man.
28 He has lived in desolate cities, In houses which no one inhabited, Which were ready to become heaps.
14 Whose confidence shall break apart, Whose trust is a spider's web.
15 He shall lean on his house, but it shall not stand. He shall cling to it, but it shall not endure.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
15 All flesh would perish together, And man would turn again to dust.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
16 Who were snatched away before their time, Whose foundation was poured out as a stream,
12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.
2 He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn't continue.
3 Do you open your eyes on such a one, And bring me into judgment with you?
11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.
14 He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusts. He shall be brought to the king of terrors.
15 There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his. Sulfur shall be scattered on his habitation.
12 But man, despite his riches, doesn't endure. He is like the animals that perish.
17 In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
38 When the dust runs into a mass, And the clods of earth stick together?
7 Yet he shall perish forever like his own dung, Those who have seen him shall say, 'Where is he?'
4 His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.
24 They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, And are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.
9 By the breath of God they perish, By the blast of his anger are they consumed.
12 Therefore I am to Ephraim like a moth, And to the house of Judah like rottenness.
14 With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built up waste places for themselves;
21 For what does he care for his house after him, When the number of his months is cut off?
20 In a moment they die, even at midnight; The people are shaken and pass away, The mighty are taken away without hand.
14 It is changed as clay under the seal, And stands forth as a garment.
20 All go to one place. All are from the dust, and all turn to dust again.
2 Your riches are corrupted and your garments are moth-eaten.
19 "Don't lay up treasures for yourselves on the earth, where moth and rust consume, and where thieves break through and steal;
26 Therefore their inhabitants were of small power, they were dismayed and confounded; they were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb, as the grass on the housetops, and as grain blasted before it is grown up.
22 Stop trusting in man, whose breath is in his nostrils; For of what account is he?
17 The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.
11 "For, behold, Yahweh commands, and the great house will be smashed to pieces, And the little house into bits.
16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare clothing as the clay;
15 There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
15 And forgets that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild animal may trample them.
12 So man lies down and doesn't rise; Until the heavens are no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep.