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Job 7:5-7
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My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
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My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
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O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
Job 10:20
Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Job 13:25
Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
Job 13:28
And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.
Job 17:1
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
Job 17:14-16
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I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
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And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
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They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
Psalm 39:5
Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
Psalm 90:5-10
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Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
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In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
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For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
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Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
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For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
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The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Psalm 102:23
He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
Psalm 103:14-16
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For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
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As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
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For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.