Job 14:22
Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.
Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.
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18To keep back his soul from the underworld, and his life from destruction.
19Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
20He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;
21His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
22And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.
21His sons come to honour, and he has no knowledge of it; they are made low, but he is not conscious of it.
25And another comes to his end with a bitter soul, without ever tasting good.
17This is what I have seen: it is good and fair for a man to take meat and drink and to have joy in all his work under the sun, all the days of his life which God has given him; that is his reward.
11And you will be full of grief at the end of your life, when your flesh and your body are wasted;
10His children are hoping that the poor will be kind to them, and his hands give back his wealth.
11His bones are full of young strength, but it will go down with him into the dust.
23All his days are sorrow, and his work is full of grief. Even in the night his heart has no rest. This again is to no purpose.
20The evil man is in pain all his days, and the number of the years stored up for the cruel is small.
21A sound of fear is in his ears; in time of peace destruction will come on him:
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
13The pains of a woman in childbirth will come on him: he is an unwise son, for at this time it is not right for him to keep his place when children come to birth.
21My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
22The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
24Has not my hand been stretched out in help to the poor? have I not been a saviour to him in his trouble?
20Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
15What am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.
24He is greatly in fear of the dark day, trouble and pain overcome him:
16But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
17The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
32He is taken to his last resting-place, and keeps watch over it.
12From the town come sounds of pain from those who are near death, and the soul of the wounded is crying out for help; but God does not take note of their prayer.
5Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
4My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
15When those of his house who are still living come to their end by disease, they are not put into the earth, and their widows are not weeping for them.
14My servants will make songs in the joy of their hearts, but you will be crying for sorrow, and making sounds of grief from a broken spirit.
20There is no peace for him in his wealth, and no salvation for him in those things in which he took delight.
12His strength is made feeble for need of food, and destruction is waiting for his falling footstep.
13His skin is wasted by disease, and his body is food for the worst of diseases.
13Even while laughing the heart may be sad; and after joy comes sorrow.
28Let him be seated by himself, saying nothing, because he has put it on him.
3For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.
4Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
11So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
19He will go to the generation of his fathers; he will not see the light again.
14His food becomes bitter in his stomach; the poison of snakes is inside him.
18He is sent away from the light into the dark; he is forced out of the world.
10My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
20Let his eyes see his trouble, and let him be full of the wrath of the Ruler of all!
21For what interest has he in his house after him, when the number of his months is ended?
19Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
17The man who has mercy will be rewarded, but the cruel man is the cause of trouble to himself.
14As he came from his mother at birth, so does he go again; he gets from his work no reward which he may take away in his hand.
6Make sounds of grief, son of man; with body bent and a bitter heart make sounds of grief before their eyes.
29If now you take this one from me, and some evil comes to him, you will make my grey head go down in sorrow to the underworld.
18Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.