Job 18:14

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His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.

Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.

And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope is a breathing out of soul!

The wicked seeth, and hath been angry, His teeth he gnasheth, and hath melted, The desire of the wicked doth perish!

The hope of the righteous is joyful, And the expectation of the wicked perisheth.

'And every one who is hearing of me these words, and is not doing them, shall be likened to a foolish man who built his house upon the sand;

When together, morning is to them death shade, When he discerneth the terrors of death shade.

Every high thing he doth see, He is king over all sons of pride.

My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.

In his wickedness is the wicked driven away, And trustful in his death is the righteous.

where, O Death, thy sting? where, O Hades, thy victory?'

and might deliver those, whoever, with fear of death, throughout all their life, were subjects of bondage,