Job 27:8
For what `is' the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?
For what `is' the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?
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12While it `is' in its budding -- uncropt, Even before any herb it withereth.
13So `are' the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,
14Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.
9His cry doth God hear, When distress cometh on him?
5That the singing of the wicked `is' short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,
7In the death of a wicked man, hope perisheth, And the expectation of the iniquitous hath been lost.
8The righteous from distress is drawn out, And the wicked goeth in instead of him.
15Lo, He doth slay me -- I wait not! Only, my ways unto His face I argue.
16Also -- He `is' to me for salvation, For the profane cometh not before Him.
15And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
9Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?
30From the reigning of a profane man, From the snares of a people;
28The hope of the righteous `is' joyful, And the expectation of the wicked perisheth.
20And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope `is' a breathing out of soul!
8Astonished are the upright at this, And the innocent against the profane Stirreth himself up.
6Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
7And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it `is' of Thee.
32In his wickedness is the wicked driven away, And trustful in his death `is' the righteous.
16And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.
9For he hath said, `It doth not profit a man, When he delighteth himself with God.'
21For what `is' his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off?
11What `is' my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
6And the righteous see, And fear, and laugh at him.
7`Lo, the man who maketh not God his strong place, And trusteth in the abundance of his riches, He is strong in his mischiefs.'
7As the wicked is my enemy, And my withstander as the perverse.
34For the company of the profane `is' gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.
6Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope -- the perfection of thy ways?
20Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
21Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
17Therefore, over its young men the Lord rejoiceth not, And its orphans, and its widows He pitieth not, For every one `is' profane, and an evil doer, And every mouth is speaking folly. With all this not turned back hath His anger, And still His hand is stretched out.
28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
14Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
36for what shall it profit a man, if he may gain the whole world, and forfeit his life?
13And the profane in heart set the face, They cry not when He hath bound them.
47Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
31Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence.
29I -- I am become wicked; why `is' this? `In' vain I labour.
13This `is' the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones From the Mighty they receive.
13And good is not to the wicked, and he doth not prolong days as a shadow, because he is not fearing before God.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
18And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
19So `are' the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.
18For, is there a posterity? Then thy hope is not cut off.
27Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him.
29He putteth in the dust his mouth, if so be there is hope.
22And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
19Rich he lieth down, and he is not gathered, His eyes he hath opened, and he is not.
5O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope `is' on Jehovah his God,