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Job 6:4

New King James Version

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; My spirit drinks in their poison; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.

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For Your arrows pierce me deeply, And Your hand presses me down.

Terrors are turned upon me; They pursue my honor as the wind, And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.

The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness, But who can bear a broken spirit?

Answer me speedily, O Lord; My spirit fails! Do not hide Your face from me, Lest I be like those who go down into the pit.

And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is translated, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”

For He crushes me with a tempest, And multiplies my wounds without cause.

Knowing, therefore, the terror of the Lord, we persuade men; but we are well known to God, and I also trust are well known in your consciences.

Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the King’s enemies; The peoples fall under You.

Therefore You will make them turn their back; You will make ready Your arrows on Your string toward their faces.

He sent out His arrows and scattered the foe, Lightnings in abundance, and He vanquished them.

He also prepares for Himself instruments of death; He makes His arrows into fiery shafts.

For destruction from God is a terror to me, And because of His magnificence I cannot endure.

Let his eyes see his destruction, And let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.

I will make My arrows drunk with blood, And My sword shall devour flesh, With the blood of the slain and the captives, From the heads of the leaders of the enemy.” ’

But she said to them, “Do not call me Naomi; call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.

He will suck the poison of cobras; The viper’s tongue will slay him.

Should I lie concerning my right? My wound is incurable, though I am without transgression.’

As often as it goes out it will take you; For morning by morning it will pass over, And by day and by night; It will be a terror just to understand the report.”

Standing like an enemy, He has bent His bow; With His right hand, like an adversary, He has slain all who were pleasing to His eye; On the tent of the daughter of Zion, He has poured out His fury like fire.

Have I sinned? What have I done to You, O watcher of men? Why have You set me as Your target, So that I am a burden to myself?

He tears me in His wrath, and hates me; He gnashes at me with His teeth; My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.

His troops come together And build up their road against me; They encamp all around my tent.

There is no soundness in my flesh Because of Your anger, Nor any health in my bones Because of my sin.

The heart knows its own bitterness, And a stranger does not share its joy.

Surely He has turned His hand against me Time and time again throughout the day.




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