Verse 11

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

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 17:1 : 1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
  • Ps 102:23 : 23 He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
  • Ps 103:14-16 : 14 For He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust. 15 As for man, his days are like grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourishes. 16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone; and its place remembers it no more.
  • Ps 90:5-9 : 5 You carry them away like a flood; they are like a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which grows up. 6 In the morning it flourishes and grows up; in the evening it is cut down and withers. 7 For we are consumed by your anger, and by your wrath are we troubled. 8 You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your countenance. 9 For all our days are passed away in your wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told. 10 The days of our years are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet their strength is labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
  • Job 17:14-16 : 14 I have said to corruption, 'You are my father'; to the worm, 'You are my mother, and my sister.' 15 And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it? 16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
  • Job 21:4 : 4 As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
  • Job 7:5-7 : 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and becomes loathsome. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. 7 Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
  • Job 10:20 : 20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
  • Job 13:25 : 25 Will you break a leaf driven to and fro, and will you pursue dry stubble?
  • Job 13:28 : 28 And he, like a decaying thing, consumes, like a garment that is moth-eaten.