Job 30:15
Verse 15 of 31. The 30th of 42 chapters in Job, in Poetry and Wisdom.
11For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
12On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.
13They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.
14As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.
15Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
16“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
18My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
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