Job 16:12

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I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

He had seven sons and three daughters.

I have no peace. I have no quietness. I have no rest. I only have turmoil!

when his lamp shone over my head, and by his light I walked through darkness.

The roar of the lion and the growl of the ferocious lion are loud. The young lions have had their teeth knocked out.

You crushed us in a place for jackals and covered us with the shadow of death.

My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.

Any man falling on this stone will be broken. Any man having this stone fall on him will be crushed to dust.

He defiantly charges against him with a thick, strong shield.

They have risked their own necks for my life. I not only thank them but also the congregations of the nations give thanks.

He has turned me on one side. I have been pulled to bits and lay desolate.

When they took hold of you with the hand, you broke and tore all their hands. When they leaned on you, you broke and made all their loins quake.

Am I a sea monster that you place a guard on me?

With his bow bent, he made me the target for his arrows.