Job 19:10

New King James Version

He breaks me down on every side, And I am gone; My hope He has uprooted like a tree.

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The womb should forget him, The worm should feed sweetly on him; He should be remembered no more, And wickedness should be broken like a tree.

If He breaks a thing down, it cannot be rebuilt; If He imprisons a man, there can be no release.

My days are like a shadow that lengthens, And I wither away like grass.

Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who can see it?

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

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

“What strength do I have, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?

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

As water wears away stones, And as torrents wash away the soil of the earth; So You destroy the hope of man.