Job 19:17
My breath was strange vnto my wife, though I prayed her for the childrens sake of mine owne body.
My breath was strange vnto my wife, though I prayed her for the childrens sake of mine owne body.
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13He hath remooued my brethre farre from me, and also mine acquaintance were strangers vnto me.
14My neighbours haue forsaken me, and my familiars haue forgotten me.
15They that dwel in mine house, and my maydes tooke me for a stranger: for I was a stranger in their sight.
16I called my seruant, but he would not answere, though I prayed him with my mouth.
18The wicked also despised mee, and when I rose, they spake against me.
19All my secret friends abhorred me, & they whome I loued, are turned against me.
20My bone cleaueth to my skinne and to my flesh, and I haue escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
21Haue pitie vpon me: haue pitie vpon me, (O yee my friendes) for the hande of God hath touched me.
1My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, & the graue is readie for me.
18He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
15If I say, I will iudge thus, beholde the generation of thy children: I haue trespassed.
12Heare my prayer, O Lord, & hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
3Yet so long as my breath is in me, and the Spirit of God in my nostrels,
27If mine heart did flatter me in secrete, or if my mouth did kisse mine hand,
9Lorde, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
11My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
15Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
9If mine heart hath bene deceiued by a woman, or if I haue layde wayte at the doore of my neighbour,
10Let my wife grinde vnto another man, and let other men bow downe vpon her:
10For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
19Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
20For why shouldest thou delite, my sonne, in a strange woman, or embrace the bosome of a stranger?
19Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
40I was in the day consumed with heate, and with frost in the night, and my sleepe departed from mine eyes.
11Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
4Doe I direct my talke to man? If it were so, how should not my spirit be troubled?
20Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
18For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.
20Behold, O Lorde, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
24For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
27Whome I my selfe shall see, and mine eyes shall beholde, and none other for me, though my reynes are consumed within me.
3Ye haue now ten times reproched me, and are not ashamed: ye are impudent toward mee.
21Certainely mine heart was vexed, and I was pricked in my reines:
8I am become a stranger vnto my brethren, euen an aliant vnto my mothers sonnes.
12Why did the knees preuent me? and why did I sucke the breasts?
22Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
13Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
4Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
6Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
15My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
11My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
2What my sonne! and what ye sonne of my wombe! and what, O sonne of my desires!
2Plead with your mother: plead with her: for she is not my wife, neither am I her husband: but let her take away her fornications out of her sight, & her adulteries from betweene her breasts.
16For these things I weepe: mine eye, euen mine eye casteth out water, because the comforter that should refresh my soule, is farre from me: my children are desolate, because the enemie preuailed.
18Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
14Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
1My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.