'Gone' in the Bible

And his sons have gone and made a banquet -- the house of each in his day -- and have sent and called to their three sisters to eat and to drink with them;

And it was so, when the days of their feasting were gone about, that Job sent and sanctified them, and rose up early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings according to the number of them all: for Job said, It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts. Thus did Job continually.

For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,

And you will be certain that your tent is at peace, and after looking over your property you will see that nothing is gone.

I have no help in myself, and wisdom is completely gone from me.

They were put to shame because of their hope; they came and their hope was gone.

"Instruct me, and I'll remain silent. Help me understand where I've gone astray.

When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

The eye of anyone who looks on mewill no longer see me.Your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.

“When a cloud vanishes, it is gone,So he who goes down to Sheol does not come up.

Why not forgive my sinand pardon my transgression?For soon I will lie down in the grave.You will eagerly seek me, but I will be gone.

(For we are but of yesterday, and have no knowledge, because our days on earth are gone like a shade:)

But the eyes of the evil-doers will be wasting away; their way of flight is gone, and their only hope is the taking of their last breath.

As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.

But man comes to his death and is gone: he gives up his spirit, and where is he?

Waters have gone away from a sea, And a river becometh waste and dry.

You overcome him for ever, and he is gone; his face is changed in death, and you send him away.

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

His memory is gone from the earth, and in the open country there is no knowledge of his name.

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.

He is gone like a dream, and is not seen again; he goes in flight like a vision of the night.

“The [dirt] clods of the valley are sweet to him [and gently cover him],Moreover, all men will follow after him [to a grave],While countless ones go before him.

My feet have gone in his steps; I have kept in his way, without turning to one side or to the other.

Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

For what has been ordered for me by him will be gone through to the end: and his mind is full of such designs

Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.

Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf.

The public place of his town has no more knowledge of him, and his name has gone from the memory of men: he is rooted up like a dead tree.

They are exalted for a little while, but are gone and brought low; they are taken out of the way as all other, and cut off as the tops of the ears of corn.

He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more;when he opens his eyes, it is gone.

An east wind picks him up, and he is gone;it carries him away from his place.

The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; even the waters forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

The great beasts have not gone over it, and the cruel lion has not taken that way.

If only I could be as in months gone by,in the days when God watched over me,

Furthermore, what could I have gained from men whose strength is gone?

Fears have come on me; my hope is gone like the wind, and my well-being like a cloud.

The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.

Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.

If I have gone in false ways, or my foot has been quick in working deceit;

If my step doth turn aside from the way, And after mine eyes hath my heart gone, And to my hands cleaved hath blemish,

Suddenly they come to an end, even in the middle of the night: the blow comes on the men of wealth, and they are gone, and the strong are taken away without the hand of man.

Have you gone to the springs that fill the sea, or walked about in the recesses of the deep?

Safe are their young ones, They grow up in the field, they have gone out, And have not returned to them.