Their harvest the hungry eats, and takes it even out of the thorns; and the snare swallows up their wealth.

Who is doing great things, even beyond searching; marvelous things without number,

Even that it would please God to destroy me; that He would loose His hand and cut me off!

before I go, and I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

In whose hand is the soul of every living thing, and the breath of all flesh, even of man?

He who for a share informs against friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

Even young children despise me; I arise, and they speak against me.

All the men of my counsel detest me, even this one I loved has turned against me.

and even after they corrupt my skin, yet this: in my flesh I shall see God,

Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, even because of my haste in me.

giving back his gain, and he will not eat. As to the wealth of his trading, even he shall not enjoy it.

One draws it, and treads it from behind, even lightning from his gall; terror is on him.

Even today is my complaint bitter; my stroke is heavier than my groaning.

Oh that I knew where I might find Him, that I might come even to His seat!

Look even to the moon, and it shines not; yea, the stars are not pure in His sight;

let me be weighed in an even balance so that God may know my uprightness.

But a spirit is in man giving them perception, even the breath of the Almighty.

Behold, I am toward God even as you are; I also am formed out of the clay.

even Job opens his mouth in vanity; he multiplies words without knowledge.

Behold, though a flood presses, he does not run away; he feels safe even if Jordan swells up to his mouth.

His heart is cast hard as a stone, even cast hard as a piece of a riding millstone.