Job 19:10

The voice of one saying, “Cry!” One said, “What shall I cry?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like the flower of the field.

Yahweh will strike you in the knees and in the legs with a sore boil, of which you cannot be healed, from the sole of your foot to the crown of your head.

“Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.

He grows up like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.

But he stands alone, and who can oppose him? What his soul desires, even that he does.

The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.

The memory of the righteous is blessed, but the name of the wicked will rot.

I will lay the key of David’s house on his shoulder. He will open, and no one will shut. He will shut, and no one will open.

He cried aloud, and said this, ‘Cut down the tree, and cut off its branches! Shake off its leaves, and scatter its fruit! Let the animals get away from under it, and the fowls from its branches.

“To the angel of the assembly in Philadelphia write: “He who is holy, he who is true, he who has the key of David, he who opens and no one can shut, and who shuts and no one opens, says these things:

Now in all Israel there was no one to be so much praised as Absalom for his beauty. From the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no defect in him.

Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.

“For there is hope for a tree if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, that the tender branch of it will not cease.

My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.

Consider the work of God, for who can make that straight, which he has made crooked?

From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven’t been closed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.

In days to come, Jacob will take root. Israel will blossom and bud. They will fill the surface of the world with fruit.

I said, “My strength has perished, along with my expectation from Yahweh.”

I will make you a bare rock. You will be a place for the spreading of nets. You will be built no more; for I Yahweh have spoken it,’ says the Lord Yahweh.

Cain left Yahweh’s presence, and lived in the land of Nod, east of Eden.

It shall become small dust over all the land of Egypt, and shall be a boils and blisters breaking out on man and on animal, throughout all the land of Egypt.”

Yahweh will strike you with the boils of Egypt, with the tumors, with the scurvy, and with the itch, of which you can not be healed.

For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.

(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days on earth are a shadow.)

If he passes by, or confines, or convenes a court, then who can oppose him?

Behold, he breaks down, and it can’t be built again. He imprisons a man, and there can be no release.

“Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.

If a man dies, will he live again? I would wait all the days of my warfare, until my release should come.

God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.

“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, and the grave is ready for me.

My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.

He seals up the hand of every man, that all men whom he has made may know it.

Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.”

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.

His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very day, his thoughts perish.

A foolish son is the calamity of his father. A wife’s quarrels are a continual dripping.

A shoot will come out of the stock of Jesse, and a branch out of his roots will bear fruit.

Nevertheless leave the stump of its roots in the earth, even with a band of iron and bronze, in the tender grass of the field; and let it be wet with the dew of the sky. Let his portion be with the animals in the grass of the earth.

Whereas Edom says, “We are beaten down, but we will return and build the waste places;” Yahweh of Armies says, “They shall build, but I will throw down; and men will call them ‘The Wicked Land,’ even the people against whom Yahweh shows wrath forever.”

By reason of the exceeding greatness of the revelations, that I should not be exalted excessively, a thorn in the flesh was given to me: a messenger of Satan to torment me, that I should not be exalted excessively.

For the sun arises with the scorching wind and withers the grass, and the flower in it falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes. So the rich man will also fade away in his pursuits.

For, “All flesh is like grass, and all of man’s glory like the flower in the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls;

I, even I, will bring the flood of waters on this earth, to destroy all flesh having the breath of life from under the sky. Everything that is in the earth will die.

These are those who were counted of the children of Israel, six hundred one thousand seven hundred thirty.

Joshua took Makkedah on that day, and struck it with the edge of the sword, with its king. He utterly destroyed it and all the souls who were in it. He left no one remaining. He did to the king of Makkedah as he had done to the king of Jericho.

They took it on that day, and struck it with the edge of the sword. He utterly destroyed all the souls who were in it that day, according to all that he had done to Lachish.

They took it, and struck it with the edge of the sword, with its king and all its cities, and all the souls who were in it. He left no one remaining, according to all that he had done to Eglon; but he utterly destroyed it, and all the souls who were in it.

Therefore their inhabitants had little power. They were dismayed and confounded. They were like the grass of the field, and like the green herb, like the grass on the housetops, and like grain blasted before it has grown up.

“If I shut up the sky so that there is no rain, or if I command the locust to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among my people;

So Satan went out from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?

Isn’t your piety your confidence? Isn’t the integrity of your ways your hope?

What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

The waters wear the stones. The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth. So you destroy the hope of man.

My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’

where then is my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?

After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,

They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.

who were snatched away before their time, whose foundation was poured out as a stream,

If you return to the Almighty, you will be built up, if you put away unrighteousness far from your tents.

For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?

that he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from man.

When he gives quietness, who then can condemn? When he hides his face, who then can see him? He is over a nation or a man alike,

For there are no struggles in their death, but their strength is firm.

You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can’t escape.

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

A man’s heart plans his course, but Yahweh directs his steps.

There are many plans in a man’s heart, but Yahweh’s counsel will prevail.

A continual dropping on a rainy day and a contentious wife are alike:

So I saw the wicked buried. Indeed they came also from holiness. They went and were forgotten in the city where they did this. This also is vanity.

Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor plan, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.

Take counsel together, and it will be brought to nothing; speak the word, and it will not stand, for God is with us.”

The dead shall not live. The departed spirits shall not rise. Therefore you have visited and destroyed them, and caused all memory of them to perish.

I said, “In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years.”

The cities of the South are shut up, and there is no one to open them. Judah is carried away captive: all of them. They are wholly carried away captive.

Who is he who says, and it comes to pass, when the Lord doesn’t command it?

“But out of a shoot from her roots one will stand up in his place, who will come to the army, and will enter into the fortress of the king of the north, and will deal against them, and will prevail.

Ephraim will become a desolation in the day of rebuke. Among the tribes of Israel, I have made known that which will surely be.

“Even now the ax lies at the root of the trees. Therefore every tree that doesn’t produce good fruit is cut down, and cast into the fire.

Now I don’t desire to have you unaware, brothers, that I often planned to come to you, and was hindered so far, that I might have some fruit among you also, even as among the rest of the Gentiles.