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Job 6:4

American Standard Version (1901)

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

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For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.

Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; But a broken spirit who can bear?

Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.

And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause.

Knowing therefore the fear of the Lord, we persuade men, but we are made manifest unto God; and I hope that we are made manifest also in your consciences.

Thine arrows are sharp; The peoples fall under thee; They are in the heart of the king’s enemies.

For thou wilt make them turn their back; Thou wilt make ready with thy bowstrings against their face.

And he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; Yea, lightnings manifold, and discomfited them.

He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; He maketh his arrows fiery shafts.

For calamity from God is a terror to me, And by reason of his majesty I can do nothing.

Let his own eyes see his destruction, And let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.

I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, And my sword shall devour flesh; With the blood of the slain and the captives, From the head of the leaders of the enemy.

And she said unto them, Call me not Naomi, call me Mara; for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me.

He shall suck the poison of asps: The viper’s tongue shall slay him.

Notwithstanding my right I am accounted a liar; My wound is incurable, though I am without transgression.

As often as it passeth through, it shall take you; for morning by morning shall it pass through, by day and by night: and it shall be nought but terror to understand the message.

He hath bent his bow like an enemy, he hath stood with his right hand as an adversary, And hath slain all that were pleasant to the eye: In the tent of the daughter of Zion he hath poured out his wrath like fire.

If I have sinned, what do I unto thee, O thou watcher of men? Why hast thou set me as a mark for thee, So that I am a burden to myself?

He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

His troops come on together, And cast up their way against me, And encamp round about my tent.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

The heart knoweth its own bitterness; And a stranger doth not intermeddle with its joy.

Surely against me he turneth his hand again and again all the day.




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