Job 19:10
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He tears me down on every side until I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.
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The womb forgets them; the worm feeds on them; they are remembered no more. So injustice is like a broken tree.
What He tears down cannot be rebuilt; the man He imprisons cannot be released.
My days have passed; my plans are broken off— even the desires of my heart.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?
My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.
So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.