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Job 7:6

New International Version

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

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Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him; I will surely defend my ways to his face.

as water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy a person’s hope.

“Only a few years will pass before I take the path of no return.

My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.

My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart

where then is my hope— who can see any hope for me?

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

He tears me down on every side till I am gone; he uproots my hope like a tree.

“What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient?

“My days are swifter than a runner; they fly away without a glimpse of joy.

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

They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.

When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous seek refuge in God.

Do not run until your feet are bare and your throat is dry. But you said, ‘It’s no use! I love foreign gods, and I must go after them.’

remember that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the covenants of the promise, without hope and without God in the world.

For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business.

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.

Therefore, with minds that are alert and fully sober, set your hope on the grace to be brought to you when Jesus Christ is revealed at his coming.

For, “All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,




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