Job 19:10

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Job 19:8–12 · Berean Standard Bible

8 He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; He has veiled my paths with darkness.

9 He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.

10 He tears me down on every side until I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.

11 His anger burns against me, and He counts me among His enemies.

12 His troops advance together; they construct a ramp against me and encamp around my tent.

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Job 1:13

One day, while Job’s sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother’s house,

Job 1:14

a messenger came and reported to Job: “While the oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby,

Job 1:15

the Sabeans swooped down and took them away. They put the servants to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you!”

Job 1:16

While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: “The fire of God fell from heaven. It burned and consumed the sheep and the servants, and I alone have escaped to tell you!”

Job 1:17

While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: “The Chaldeans formed three bands, raided the camels, and took them away. They put the servants to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you!”

Job 1:18

While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: “Your sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother’s house,

Job 1:19

when suddenly a mighty wind swept in from the desert and struck the four corners of the house. It collapsed on the young people and they are dead, and I alone have escaped to tell you!”

Job 2:7

So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.

Psalms 88:13

But to You, O LORD, I cry for help; in the morning my prayer comes before You.

Psalms 88:14

Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?

Psalms 88:15

From my youth I was afflicted and near death. I have borne Your terrors; I am in despair.

Psalms 88:16

Your wrath has swept over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.

Psalms 88:17

All day long they engulf me like water; they enclose me on every side.

Psalms 88:18

You have removed my beloved and my friend; darkness is my closest companion.

Lamentations 2:5

The Lord is like an enemy; He has swallowed up Israel. He has swallowed up all her palaces and destroyed her strongholds. He has multiplied mourning and lamentation for the Daughter of Judah.

Lamentations 2:6

He has laid waste His tabernacle like a garden booth; He has destroyed His place of meeting. The LORD has made Zion forget her appointed feasts and Sabbaths. In His fierce anger He has despised both king and priest.

2 Corinthians 4:8

We are hard pressed on all sides, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;

2 Corinthians 4:9

persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.

Job 17:11

My days have passed; my plans are broken off— even the desires of my heart.

Psalms 102:11

My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.

Job 6:11

What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?

Job 8:13

Such is the destiny of all who forget God; so the hope of the godless will perish.

Job 8:14

His confidence is fragile; his security is in a spider’s web.

Job 8:15

He leans on his web, but it gives way; he holds fast, but it does not endure.

Job 8:16

He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden.

Job 8:17

His roots wrap around the rock heap; he looks for a home among the stones.

Job 8:18

If he is uprooted from his place, it will disown him, saying, ‘I never saw you.’

Job 17:15

where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?

Job 24:20

The womb forgets them; the worm feeds on them; they are remembered no more. So injustice is like a broken tree.

Psalms 37:35

I have seen a wicked, ruthless man flourishing like a well-rooted native tree,

Psalms 37:36

yet he passed away and was no more; though I searched, he could not be found.