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Job

‹ Ch. 16, end

Job 17:1

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17:1

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

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I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

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