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Job 7:6

Modern King James Version

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are ended without hope.

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Now my days are swifter than a runner; they flee away, they see no good.

And where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of men as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls out,

The wicked is driven away in his wickedness, but the righteous has hope in his death.

Man is like vanity; his days are like a shadow that passes away.

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

who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a vapor, which appears for a little time, and then disappears.

For the sun rose with the hot wind and dried up the grass, and its flower fell out, and the beauty of its appearance perished; so also the rich one will fade away in his ways.

and that at that time you were without Christ, being aliens from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of promise, having no hope, and without God in the world.

My days are like a shadow stretched out; and I wither like grass.

For the years that are few will come, and I shall go the way from where I shall not return.

Though he slay me, I will not wait, but I will maintain my own ways before Him.

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

Withhold your foot from being bare, and your throat from thirst. But you said, There is no hope; no; for I have loved strangers, and after them I will go.

Therefore girding up the loins of your mind, being sober, perfectly hope for the grace being brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ,

The waters wear away the stones; the outpouring of it washes the dust of the earth; and You cause the hope of man to perish.

They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our descent together is in the dust.

He has broken me on every side, and I am gone, and He has uprooted my hope like a tree.

My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the graves are ready for me.




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