Verse 11

What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong my life?

Referenced Verses

  • Job 17:1 : 1 ¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] an handbreadth; and mine age [is] as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state [is] altogether vanity. Selah.
  • Ps 102:23 : 23 ¶ He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
  • Ps 103:14-16 : 14 For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we [are] dust. 15 [As for] man, his days [are] as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. 16 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
  • Ps 90:5-9 : 5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are [as] a sleep: in the morning [they are] like grass [which] groweth up. 6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth. 7 ¶ For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret [sins] in the light of thy countenance. 9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale [that is told]. 10 The days of our years [are] threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength [they be] fourscore years, yet [is] their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
  • Job 17:14-16 : 14 I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister. 15 And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? 16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when [our] rest together [is] in the dust.
  • Job 21:4 : 4 As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
  • Job 7:5-7 : 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. 7 ¶ O remember that my life [is] wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
  • Job 10:20 : 20 [Are] not my days few? cease [then, and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
  • Job 13:25 : 25 Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
  • Job 13:28 : 28 And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.