Job 16:22
When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
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20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
21Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,
21And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
11I said, I do not see Jah -- Jah! In the land of the living, I do not behold man any more, With the inhabitants of the world.
12My 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.
6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7Remember Thou that my life `is' a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
8The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes `are' upon me -- and I am not.
9Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.
10He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.
11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
7There the upright doth reason with Him, And I escape for ever from my judge.
8Lo, forward I go -- and He is not, And backward -- and I perceive him not.
16I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.
26And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God:
27Whom I -- I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
20Only two things, O God, do with me: Then from Thy face I am not hidden.
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
23For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living.
13Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
15Lo, He doth slay me -- I wait not! Only, my ways unto His face I argue.
11My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
21Thou 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!
10And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
11What `is' my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
2As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
23and now, he hath died, why `is' this -- I fast? am I able to bring him back again? I am going unto him, and he doth not turn back unto me.'
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
7I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.
2And he saith, `Lo, I pray thee, I have become aged, I have not known the day of my death;
32But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment.
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
3O that I had known -- and I find Him, I come in unto His seat,
15And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
6And though he had lived a thousand years twice over, yet good he hath not seen; to the same place doth not every one go?
7And the dust returneth to the earth as it was, And the spirit returneth to God who gave it.
14Then what do I do when God ariseth? And when He doth inspect, What do I answer Him?
22For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.
18And I say, `With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'
6Look away from off him that he may cease, Till he enjoy as an hireling his day.
2Honour me a little, and I shew thee, That yet for God `are' words.
22And call Thou, and I -- I answer, Or -- I speak, and answer Thou me.
32Besides `that which' I see, shew Thou me, If iniquity I have done -- I do not add?'
29when ye have taken also this from my presence, and mischief hath met him, then ye have brought down my grey hairs with evil to sheol.