Job 6:12

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 40:18 : 18 His bones `are' tubes of brass, His bones `are' as a bar of iron.
  • Job 41:24 : 24 His heart `is' firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.

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  • Job 6:10-11
    2 verses
    85%

    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?

  • 13Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?

  • 18His bones `are' tubes of brass, His bones `are' as a bar of iron.

  • 4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.

  • 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.

  • 15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

  • 2Also -- the power of their hands, why `is it' to me? On them hath old age perished.

  • 14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?

  • 19If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me?

  • Job 40:8-9
    2 verses
    71%

    8Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous?

    9And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder?

  • 18And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.

  • 6In the abundance of power doth He strive with me? No! surely He putteth `it' in me.

  • 26Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion `is' God to the age.

  • 2Iron from the dust is taken, And `from' the firm stone brass.

  • 12Doth one break iron -- northern iron, and brass?

  • Job 10:5-6
    2 verses
    70%

    5As the days of man `are' Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?

    6That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?

  • 10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

  • 19Doth He value thy riches? He hath gold, and all the forces of power.

  • 4I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?

  • 27He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.

  • 15And where `is' now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?

  • Job 30:18-19
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    69%

    18By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.

    19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

  • 22My shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.

  • 12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?

  • 5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.

  • 20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,

  • 17What `is' man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?

  • 23He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.

  • 18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.

  • 1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.

  • 4`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I know how frail I `am'.

  • 24If I have made gold my confidence, And to the pure gold have said, `My trust,'

  • 12Wherefore have knees been before me? And what `are' breasts, that I suck?

  • 6Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope -- the perfection of thy ways?

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    2Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

  • 2For thou `art' the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

  • 3Jehovah, what `is' man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him?

  • 2What -- thou hast helped the powerless, Saved an arm not strong!

  • 3For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.

  • 23The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved.

  • 11Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.

  • 5Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

  • 8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

  • 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.

  • 3For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.

  • 9`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?