Job 19:26
And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God:
And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God:
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27Whom I -- I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
25That -- I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.
5Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
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.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
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.
20To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
21Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.
22Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
9Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
14To corruption I have called: -- `Thou `art' my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' -- to the worm.
15And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
26because of this was my heart cheered, and my tongue was glad, and yet -- my flesh also shall rest on hope,
21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
8The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes `are' upon me -- and I am not.
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.
11Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.
9That God would please -- and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
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?
3For all the while my breath `is' in me, And the spirit of God in my nostrils.
5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
22When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
25Fresher `is' his flesh than a child's, He returneth to the days of his youth.
23For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
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!
28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
26For then on the Mighty thou delightest thyself, And dost lift up unto God thy face,
16Lord, by these do `men' live, And by all in them `is' the life of my spirit, And Thou savest me, make me also to live,
15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
5By the hearing of the ear I heard Thee, And now mine eye hath seen Thee.
6Therefore do I loathe `it', And I have repented on dust and ashes.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
11And thou hast howled in thy latter end, In the consumption of thy flesh and thy food,
28And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.
15And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
9`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
9Lo, the Lord Jehovah giveth help to me, Who `is' he that declareth me wicked? Lo, all of them as a garment wear out, A moth doth eat them.
31Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
26Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over.
9The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him.
6and I have given on you sinews, and cause flesh to come up upon you, and covered you over with skin, and given in you a spirit, and ye have lived, and ye have known that I `am' Jehovah.'
3Yet I for the Mighty One do speak, And to argue for God I delight.