"My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me."
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What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body.
After this lived Job an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, even four generations.
For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
"My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.