Job 6:11 Cross References - YLT

11 What is my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?

Job 7:5-7

5 Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome, 6 My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7 Remember Thou that my life is a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.

Job 10:20

20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,

Job 13:25

25 A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue?

Job 13:28

28 And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.

Job 17:1

1 My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished—graves are for me.

Job 17:14-16

14 To corruption I have called: —`Thou art my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' —to the worm. 15 And where is now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it? 16 To the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.

Job 21:4

4 I—to man is my complaint? and if so, wherefore May not my temper become short?

Psalms 39:5

5 Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age is as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity is every man set up. Selah.

Psalms 90:5-10

5 Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth. 6 In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.
7 For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face, 9 For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation. 10 Days of our years, in them are seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet is their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.

Psalms 102:23

23 He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.

Psalms 103:14-16

14 For He hath known our frame, Remembering that we are dust. 15 Mortal man! as grass are his days, As a flower of the field so he flourisheth; 16 For a wind hath passed over it, and it is not, And its place doth not discern it any more.

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