Job 7:14
And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
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13In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
14Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.
15And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
13When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.
15And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.
5a dream I have seen, and it maketh me afraid, and the conceptions on my bed, and the visions of my head, do trouble me.
15In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
7For, in the abundance of dreams both vanities and words abound; but fear thou God.
4Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,
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.
21Thy hand put far off from me, And Thy terror let not terrify 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.
6Yea, if I have remembered, then I have been troubled. And my flesh hath taken fright.
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.
11Or darkness -- thou dost not see, And abundance of waters doth cover thee.
34He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
20As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
7Lo, my terror doth not frighten thee, And my burden on thee is not heavy.
4Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
7Thou, fearful `art' Thou, And who doth stand before Thee, Since Thou hast been angry!
3So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
4If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
4Yea, thou dost make reverence void, And dost diminish meditation before God.
5But now, it cometh in unto thee, And thou art weary; It striketh unto thee, and thou art troubled.
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
1Also, at this my heart trembleth, And it moveth from its place.
3and the king saith to them, `A dream I have dreamed, and moved is my spirit to know the dream.'
15`Pierced hath been my spirit -- I, Daniel -- in the midst of the sheath, and the visions of my head trouble me;
15He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
66and thy life hath been hanging in suspense before thee, and thou hast been afraid by night and by day, and dost not believe in thy life;
67in the morning thou sayest, O that it were evening! and in the evening thou sayest, O that it were morning! from the fear of thy heart, with which thou art afraid, and from the sight of thine eyes which thou seest.
7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
11Doth not His excellency terrify you? And His dread fall upon you?
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
25For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
7Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?
22Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me.
24If thou liest down, thou art not afraid, Yea, thou hast lain down, And sweet hath been thy sleep.
25Be not afraid of sudden fear, And of the desolation of the wicked when it cometh.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
11And of whom hast thou been afraid, and fearest, That thou liest, and Me hast not remembered? Thou hast not laid `it' to thy heart, Am not I silent, even from of old? And Me thou fearest not?
17Be not Thou to me for a terror, My hope `art' Thou in a day of evil.
120Trembled from Thy fear hath my flesh, And from Thy judgments I have been afraid!
21Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.
17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.