Genesis 31:40
I have been `thus': in the day consumed me hath drought, and frost by night, and wander doth my sleep from mine eyes.
I have been `thus': in the day consumed me hath drought, and frost by night, and wander doth my sleep from mine eyes.
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38 `These twenty years I `am' with thee: thy ewes and thy she-goats have not miscarried, and the rams of thy flock I have not eaten;
39 the torn I have not brought in unto thee -- I, I repay it -- from my hand thou dost seek it; I have been deceived by day, and I have been deceived by night;
41 `This `is' to me twenty years in thy house: I have served thee fourteen years for thy two daughters, and six years for thy flock; and thou changest my hire ten times;
42 unless the God of my father, the God of Abraham, and the Fear of Isaac, had been for me, surely now empty thou hadst sent me away; mine affliction and the labour of my hands hath God seen, and reproveth yesternight.'
3 When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
4 When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.
16 And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
17 At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
3 So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
4 If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
26 On this I have awaked, and I behold, and my sleep hath been sweet to me.
12 My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
13 I have set `Him' till morning as a lion, So doth He break all my bones, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
4 If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,
38 If against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,
39 If its strength I consumed without money, And the life of its possessors, I have caused to breathe out,
6 I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
7 Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
2 In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
10 Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
19 My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
19 If I see `any' perishing without clothing, And there is no covering to the needy,
20 If his loins have not blessed me, And from the fleece of my sheep He doth not warm himself,
10 For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
13 In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
3 My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'
2 I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
30 My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
7 Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
21 Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
17 For I have not been cut off before darkness, And before me He covered thick darkness.
4 Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
3 In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk `through' darkness.
4 As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.
15 Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
14 And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof `is' every morning.
3 I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
7 and your father hath played upon me, and hath changed my hire ten times; and God hath not suffered him to do evil with me.
12 For a fire it `is', to destruction it consumeth, And among all mine increase doth take root,
28 Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
19 Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
4 Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,
16 My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
4 Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.
13 From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
24 For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
15 In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
10 My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
13 When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.