Job 16:14

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.

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Referenced Verses

  • Judg 15:8 : 8 And he smiteth them hip and thigh -- a great smiting, and goeth down and dwelleth in the cleft of the rock Etam.
  • Job 9:17 : 17 Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.
  • Ps 42:7 : 7 Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
  • Lam 3:3-5 : 3 Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day. 4 He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones. 5 He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
  • Joel 2:7 : 7 As mighty ones they run, As men of war they go up a wall, And each in his own ways they do go, And they embarrass not their paths.

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  • Job 16:7-13
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    7 Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,

    8 And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

    9 His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.

    10 They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

    11 God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.

    12 At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.

    13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.

  • Job 30:11-16
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    11 Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.

    12 On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.

    13 They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'

    14 As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.

    15 He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.

    16 And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

  • Job 9:17-18
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    17 Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

    18 He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.

  • Lam 3:9-13
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    9 He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.

    10 A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.

    11 My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.

    12 He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.

    13 He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.

  • 15 Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.

  • Lam 3:3-5
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    3 Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.

    4 He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.

    5 He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.

  • 16 And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.

  • 26 He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.

  • Lam 1:13-14
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    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.

    14 Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.

  • 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.

  • 14 Lo, He breaketh down, and it is not built up, He shutteth against a man, And it is not opened.

  • Ps 22:13-15
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    13 They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

    14 As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

    15 Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

  • Job 19:8-12
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    8 My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.

    9 Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.

    10 He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.

    11 And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.

    12 Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.

  • 2 Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?

  • 14 And He hath broken it As the breaking of the potters' bottle, Beaten down -- He doth not spare, Nor is there found, in its beating down, A potsherd to take fire from the burning, And to draw out waters from a ditch.

  • 34 Teaching my hands for battle, And a bow of brass was brought down by my arms.

  • Job 30:18-19
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    18 By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.

    19 Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

  • 16 And it riseth -- as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back -- Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.

  • 35 Teaching my hands for battle, And brought down was a bow of brass by mine arms,

  • 24 He breaketh the mighty -- no searching! And He appointeth others in their stead.

  • 24 Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.

  • 7 He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.

  • 3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

  • 28 And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.