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Job 7:6

New Century Version

“My days go by faster than a weaver’s tool, and they come to an end without hope.

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“My days go by faster than a runner; they fly away without my seeing any joy.

where, then, is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?

The Scripture says, “All people are like the grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass dies and the flowers fall,

The wicked are ruined by their own evil, but those who do right are protected even in death.

People are like a breath; their lives are like passing shadows.

My days are gone, and my plans have been destroyed, along with the desires of my heart.

But you do not know what will happen tomorrow! Your life is like a mist. You can see it for a short time, but then it goes away.

The sun rises with burning heat and dries up the plants. The flower falls off, and its beauty is gone. In the same way the rich will die while they are still taking care of business.

Remember that in the past you were without Christ. You were not citizens of Israel, and you had no part in the agreements with the promise that God made to his people. You had no hope, and you did not know God.

My days are like a passing shadow; I am like dried grass.

“Only a few years will pass before I go on the journey of no return.

Even if God kills me, I have hope in him; I will still defend my ways to his face.

“I do not have the strength to wait. There is nothing to hope for, so why should I be patient?

Don’t run until your feet are bare or until your throat is dry. But you say, ‘It’s no use! I love those other gods, and I must chase them!’

So prepare your minds for service and have self-control. All your hope should be for the gift of grace that will be yours when Jesus Christ is shown to you.

Water washes over stones and wears them down, and rushing waters wash away the dirt. In the same way, you destroy hope.

Will hope go down to the gates of death? Will we go down together into the dust?”

He beats me down on every side until I am gone; he destroys my hope like a fallen tree.

My spirit is broken; the days of my life are almost gone. The grave is waiting for me.




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