Job 30:15
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
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16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
12On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
14As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
5Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.
15I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
17They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,
20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
21Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,
22Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me.
8I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
25For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
4Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,
25My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
26They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
15So dost Thou pursue them with Thy whirlwind, And with Thy hurricane troublest them.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
11My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
5When the breakers of death compassed me, The streams of the worthless terrify me,
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
15Therefore, from His presence I am troubled, I consider, and am afraid of Him.
16And God hath made my heart soft, And the Mighty hath troubled me.
10For 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.
13From 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.
11Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet.
27When your fear cometh as destruction, And your calamity as a hurricane doth come, When on you come adversity and distress.
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
5An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
4Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
27My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
23As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
15And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
15In Thy hand `are' my times, Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, And from my pursuers.
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
19How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors.
11And Jehovah `is' with me, as a terrible mighty one, Therefore my persecutors stumble and prevail not, They have been exceedingly ashamed, For they have not acted wisely, Confusion age-during is not forgotten.
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.