Job 30:15
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
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Job 30:15
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
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Job 30:17
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
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Job 30:19
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
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