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He falls apart like worm-eaten wood, like cloth devoured by the moths. (Job 13, 28)
Why does your heart carry you away, why do your eyes flash (Job 15, 12)
O earth, do not cover my blood; let not my cry come to rest! (Job 16, 18)
My days are ended, my plans shattered, and so my heart desires (Job 17, 11)
You who tear yourself in your wrath, must the earth be lost on your account the rocks be moved out of their place? (Job 18, 4)
His memory perishes in the land, his name is forgotten on the earth. (Job 18, 17)
For I know that my Redeemer lives, and he, the last, will take his stand on earth (Job 19, 25)
With my own eyes I shall see him - I and not another. How my heart yearns! (Job 19, 27)
You know how it has been from of old, since man was placed on earth, (Job 20, 4)
A dart sticks in his back, in his liver an arrow. He is in the grip of a terrible fear; (Job 20, 25)
The heavens will expose his guilt; the earth will rise up against him. (Job 20, 27)
The soft earth is sweet to him; behind him you see everyone follow and before him a countless horde. (Job 21, 33)