Isaiah 38:12

The English Standar Version

My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;

Cross References

Job 14:2

He comes out like a flower and withers; he flees like a shadow and continues not.

Job 17:1

My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the graveyard is ready for me.

Job 4:20

Between morning and evening they are beaten to pieces; they perish forever without anyone regarding it.

Job 6:9

that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!

Psalm 102:11

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

Psalm 119:23

Even though princes sit plotting against me, your servant will meditate on your statutes.

Psalm 31:22

I had said in my alarm,[2] "I am cut off from your sight." But you heard the voice of my pleas for mercy when I cried to you for help.

Psalm 73:14

For all the day long I have been stricken and rebuked every morning.

Psalm 90:5

You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning:

Isaiah 1:8

And the daughter of Zion is left like a booth in a vineyard, like a lodge in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.

Isaiah 13:20

It will never be inhabited or lived in for all generations; no Arab will pitch his tent there; no shepherds will make their flocks lie down there.

2 Corinthians 5:1

For we know that if the tent, which is our earthly home, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

2 Corinthians 5:4

For while we are still in this tent, we groan, being burdened -- not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life.

Hebrews 1:12

like a robe you will roll them up, like a garment they will be changed.[1] But you are the same, and your years will have no end."

James 4:14

yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.