Job 7:7
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

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Job 7:7
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

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Job 7:8
The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

Psalms 78:39
For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.

Psalms 89:47
Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?

James 4:14
Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

Job 9:25
Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

Job 9:26
They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.

Psalms 39:5
Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.

Job 10:9
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

Job 14:1
Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

Job 14:2
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

Psalms 34:12
What man is he that desireth life, and loveth many days, that he may see good?

Psalms 103:14
For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.

Psalms 103:16
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

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Isaiah 38:10
I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

Isaiah 38:11
I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.

Job 17:14
I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

Job 17:15
And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

Job 17:16
They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.


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