21 His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude. 22 He draws near to the Pit, and his life to the messengers of death. 23 Yet if there is a messenger on his side, one mediator in a thousand, to tell a man what is right for him,
Job 33:21–23
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Job 14:21–22
21 If his sons receive honor, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he is unaware. 22 He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”
Job 18:12–14
12 His strength is depleted, and calamity is ready at his side. 13 It devours patches of his skin; the firstborn of death devours his limbs. 14 He is torn from the shelter of his tent and is marched off to the king of terrors.
Job 15:21–23
21 Sounds of terror fill his ears; in his prosperity the destroyer attacks him. 22 He despairs of his return from darkness; he is marked for the sword. 23 He wanders about as food for vultures; he knows the day of darkness is at hand.
Job 18:5–7
5 Indeed, the lamp of the wicked is extinguished; the flame of his fire does not glow. 6 The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him goes out. 7 His vigorous stride is shortened, and his own schemes trip him up.
Sirach 19:2–4
2 Wine and women will make men of understanding go astray. He who joins with prostitutes is reckless. (WEB) 3 Decay and worms will have him as their heritage. A reckless soul will be taken away. (WEB) 4 He who is hasty to trust is shallow-hearted. He who sins offends against his… (WEB)
Job 20:10–12
10 His sons will seek the favor of the poor, for his own hands must return his wealth. 11 The youthful vigor that fills his bones will lie down with him in the dust. 12 Though evil is sweet in his mouth and he conceals it under his tongue,
Job 30:23–25
23 Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living. 24 Yet no one stretches out his hand to a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress. 25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
Job 13:27–28
27 You put my feet in the stocks and stand watch over all my paths; You set a limit for the soles of my feet. 28 So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
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