Job 16:13
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.
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Job 16:13
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.
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Job 16:14
He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs at me like a giant.
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Job 16:11
God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
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Job 16:9
He has torn me in his wrath and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
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Job 16:15
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
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Job 16:16
My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids,
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