Job 33:18
He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.
He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.
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28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
17To turn aside man `from' doing, And pride from man He concealeth.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
20And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.
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.
30To bring back his soul from the pit, To be enlightened with the light of the living.
19To deliver from death their soul, And to keep them alive in famine.
20In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
11If `from' delivering those taken to death, And those slipping to the slaughter -- thou keepest back.
22He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched `is' he for the sword.
18Lest He move thee with a stroke, And the abundance of an atonement turn thee not aside.
13Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate,
5Thorns -- snares `are' in the way of the perverse, Whoso is keeping his soul is far from them.
23Whoso is keeping his mouth and his tongue, Is keeping from adversities his soul.
24Then He doth favour him and saith, `Ransom him from going down to the pit, I have found an atonement.'
25Fresher `is' his flesh than a child's, He returneth to the days of his youth.
16Whoso is keeping the command is keeping his soul, Whoso is despising His ways dieth.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
22And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
15And He saveth the wasted from their mouth, And from a strong hand the needy,
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
27And in the turning back of the wicked From his wickedness that he hath done, And he doth judgment and righteousness, He his soul doth keep alive.
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
2Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.
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.
17A man oppressed with the blood of a soul, Unto the pit fleeth, none taketh hold on him.
22Only -- his flesh for him is pained, And his soul for him doth mourn.'
15And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.
17A highway of the upright `is', `Turn from evil,' Whoso is preserving his soul is watching his way.
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,
17Lo, to peace He changed for me bitterness, And Thou hast delighted in my soul without corruption, For Thou hast cast behind Thy back all my sins.
13Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
24He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
25One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
32And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept.
24A path of life `is' on high for the wise, To turn aside from Sheol beneath.
22He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.
14Hastened hath a wanderer to be loosed, And he doth not die at the pit, And his bread is not lacking.
4As to doings of man, Through a word of Thy lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
15(The pledge the wicked restoreth, plunder he repayeth,) In the statutes of life he hath walked, So as not to do perversity, He surely liveth -- he doth not die.
13To give rest to him from days of evil, While a pit is digged for the wicked.
30He turneth not aside from darkness, His tender branch doth a flame dry up, And he turneth aside at the breath of His mouth!
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
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.