Job 19:10

English Standard Version 2016

He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone, and my hope has he pulled up like a tree.

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The womb forgets them; the worm finds them sweet; they are no longer remembered, so wickedness is broken like a tree.’

If he tears down, none can rebuild; if he shuts a man in, none can open.

My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass.

where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?

My days are past; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end without hope.

What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?

So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord and struck Job with loathsome sores from the sole of his foot to the crown of his head.

the waters wear away the stones; the torrents wash away the soil of the earth; so you destroy the hope of man.