Job 17:1
“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.
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Job 17:1
“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.
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Job 17:2
Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
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Job 19:17
My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
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Job 17:13
If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,
Job 17:14
if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’
Job 17:15
where then is my hope? As for my hope, who will see it?
Job 17:16
Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol, or descend together into the dust?”
Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
Job 7:7
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.
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Job 17:3
“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
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Psalms 88:3
For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.
Psalms 88:4
I am counted among those who go down into the pit. I am like a man who has no help,
Psalms 88:5
set apart among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more. They are cut off from your hand.
Job 33:22
Yes, his soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the destroyers.
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Job 7:5
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
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Genesis 2:7
Yahweh God formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
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Ecclesiastes 3:19
For that which happens to the sons of men happens to animals. Even one thing happens to them. As the one dies, so the other dies. Yes, they have all one breath; and man has no advantage over the animals, for all is vanity.
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Isaiah 38:10
I said, “In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years.”
Isaiah 38:12
My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
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