3 So I am allotted months of futility, and nights of misery are appointed me. 4 When I lie down I think: ‘When will I get up?’ But the night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn. 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
Job 7:3–6
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Job 17:1–2
1 “My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me. 2 Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
Job 30:16–18
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Job 17:10–12
10 But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you. 11 My days have passed; my plans are broken off— even the desires of my heart. 12 They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness.
Job 30:26–28
26 But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell. 27 I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me. 28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
Job 9:24–26
24 The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He blindfolds its judges. If it is not He, then who is it? 25 My days are swifter than a runner; they flee without seeing good. 26 They sweep by like boats of papyrus, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
Job 16:15–17
15 I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my horn in the dust. 16 My face is red with weeping, and deep shadows ring my eyes; 17 yet my hands are free of violence and my prayer is pure.
Isaiah 38:11–13
11 I said, “I will never again see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind with those who dwell in this world. 12 My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a… 13 …
Job 10:1–2
1 “I loathe my own life; I will express my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul. 2 I will say to God: Do not condemn me! Let me know why You prosecute me.
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