Job 7:7
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
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8 The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, So he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.
10 He shall return no more to his house, Neither shall his place know him any more.
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.
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.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
10 I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11 I said, I shall not see Yah, Yah in the land of the living: I shall see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as 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 will you make an end of me.
47 Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
8 He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yes, he shall be chased away like a vision of the night.
9 The eye which saw him shall see him no more, Neither shall his place any more see him.
1 "My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
7 My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
11 My days are past, my plans are broken off, As are the thoughts of my heart.
25 "Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,
20 Aren't my days few? Cease then, Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21 Before I go where I shall not return from, To the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
16 I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.
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.
27 Whom I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. "My heart is consumed within me.
15 Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
3 (For the length of my life is still in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
11 My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.
10 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.
22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way from whence I shall not return.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more.
13 "Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, That you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, That you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
15 All this have I seen in my days of vanity: there is a righteous man who perishes in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man who lives long in his evil-doing.
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?
3 So am I made to possess months of misery, Wearisome nights are appointed to me.
21 Now men don't see the light which is bright in the skies, But the wind passes, and clears them.
21 Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."
5 Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
7 Truly the light is sweet, And a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to see the sun.
8 Yes, if a man lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; But let him remember the days of darkness, for they shall be many. All that comes is vanity.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18 I said, My strength is perished, and my expectation from Yahweh.
15 Terrors are turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
1 "Isn't a man forced to labor on earth? Aren't his days like the days of a hired hand?
11 Behold, he goes by me, and I don't see him. He passes on also, but I don't perceive him.
18 "'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
22 You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.