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Job 14:1

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Man that is born of a woman Is of few days, and full of trouble.

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And unto Adam he said, Because thou hast hearkened unto the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life;

And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

And he said unto his father, My head, my head. And he said to a lad, Carry him to his mother.

Are not my days few? Cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

What is man, that he should be clean? And he which is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?

How then can man be justified with God? Or how can he be clean that is born of a woman?

Behold even to the moon, and it shineth not; Yea, the stars are not pure in his sight.

Yet man is born unto trouble, As the sparks fly upward.

Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? Are not his days also like the days of an hireling?

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.

(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days upon earth are a shadow:)

Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.

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.

Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; And in sin did my mother conceive me.

Remember how short my time is: Wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?

Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.

For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity.

Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

Verily I say unto you, Among them that are born of women there hath not risen a greater than John the Baptist: notwithstanding he that is least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.




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