Job 9:17
For he breaks me with a tempest, Multiplies my wounds without cause.
For he breaks me with a tempest, Multiplies my wounds without cause.
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18 He will not allow me to take my breath, But fills me with bitterness.
19 If it is a matter of strength, behold, he is mighty! If of justice, 'Who,' says he, 'will summon me?'
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
13 His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have thrust my horn in the dust.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
3 Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
5 He has built against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
2 "How long will you torment me, And crush me with words?
3 You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
15 He has filled me with bitterness, he has sated me with wormwood.
16 He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
16 If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he listened to my voice.
18 For he wounds, and binds up; He injures, and his hands make whole.
19 Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
22 You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
17 You renew your witnesses against me, And increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
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.
9 He has walled up my ways with hewn stone; he has made my paths crooked.
6 Know now that God has subverted me, And has surrounded me with his net.
7 "Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.
8 He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, And has set darkness in my paths.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
18 Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuses to be healed? will you indeed be to me as a deceitful [brook], as waters that fail?
6 Notwithstanding my right I am considered a liar; My wound is incurable, though I am without disobedience.'
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
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.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
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.
9 Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Be it still my consolation, Yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
14 As through a wide breach they come, In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.
10 Behold, he finds occasions against me, He counts me for his enemy:
11 He puts my feet in the stocks, He marks all my paths.'
19 He is chastened also with pain on his bed, With continual strife in his bones;
8 "I would hurry to a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest."
11 For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; And they have thrown off restraint before me.
35 "They hit me, and I was not hurt; They beat me, and I don't feel it! When will I wake up? I can do it again. I can find another."
14 Behold, he breaks down, and it can't be built again; He imprisons a man, and there can be no release.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
16 For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; For comforters, but I found none.