Job 33:11
He doth put in the stocks my feet, He doth watch all my paths.'
He doth put in the stocks my feet, He doth watch all my paths.'
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26For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth:
27And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
10Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
12He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
4Doth not He see my ways, And all my steps number?
32God! who is girding me `with' strength, And He maketh perfect my way.
33Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand.
8My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
33God -- my bulwark, `my' strength, And He maketh perfect my way;
34Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand,
10For He hath known the way with me, He hath tried me -- as gold I go forth.
11On His step hath my foot laid hold, His way I have kept, and turn not aside,
2Me He hath led, and causeth to go `in' darkness, and without light.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
5To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.
7Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.
8For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
16But now, my steps Thou numberest, Thou dost not watch over my sin.
11God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.
12At 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.
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
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.
11Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
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.'
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.
11And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
21For His eyes `are' on the ways of each, And all his steps He doth see.
6Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
2As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful,
37Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
14For He doth complete my portion, And many such things `are' with Him.
36Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
3My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And `with' all my ways hast been acquainted.
19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
15Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
10Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
11Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet.
37The number of my steps I tell Him, As a leader I approach Him.
8And if prisoners in fetters They are captured with cords of affliction,
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
16And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.