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All was well until he shattered me, but he seized me and dashed me to pieces. Having set me up for a target, (Job 16, 12)
he had his arrows pointed at me, striking from every direction, piercing my sides without pity, spilling my gall on the ground. (Job 16, 13)
My face is red with weeping, deep shadows ring my eyes; (Job 16, 16)
O earth, do not cover my blood; let not my cry come to rest! (Job 16, 18)
Even now my witness is in heaven and my defender is on high. (Job 16, 19)
Would that man could discuss with God as he does with his fellows. (Job 16, 21)
Mockers surround me; my eyes grow dim with nights of bitterness. (Job 17, 2)
My eyes have grown dim with grief, my frame shrunken to a shadow. (Job 17, 7)
At this, upright men are appalled, and the guiltless rail against the wicked. (Job 17, 8)
My days are ended, my plans shattered, and so my heart desires (Job 17, 11)
Where is my hope? The grave is my home, in the darkness I spread out my bed, (Job 17, 13)
Will it go down to the bars of death, shall we descend together into the dust? (Job 17, 16)