Job 30:23

Verse 23 of 31. The 30th of 42 chapters in Job, in Poetry and Wisdom.

19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.

20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.

21Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

22Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

23For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.

24Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

26When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.

27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.

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Job 30:23 in the World English Bible

For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.
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Matthew Henry on Job 30:23

He expected no other now than that God, by these troubles, would shortly make an end of him: "If I be made to ride upon the wind, I can count upon no other than to break my neck shortly;" and he speaks as if God had no other design upon him than that in all his dealings with him: "I know that thou wilt bring me, with so much the more terror, to death, though I might have been brought…

Read Matthew Henry on Job 30:15–31: Job Complains of His Affliction. (b. c. 1520.)

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King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.