Job 19:10
“He hath destroyed me on euery side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he remooued like a tree.”
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Job 19:10 Context
8Hee hath fenced vp my way that I cannot passe; and hee hath set darkenesse in my pathes. 9Hee hath stript me of my glory, and taken the crowne from my head. 10He hath destroyed me on euery side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he remooued like a tree. 11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and hee counteth me vnto him as one of his enemies. 12His troupes come together, and raise vp their way against me, and encampe round about my tabernacle.
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Other Translations for Job 19:10
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
- King James Version
"He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; And He has uprooted my hope like a tree.
- New American Standard Version (1995)
He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
- American Standard Version (1901)
I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
- Basic English Bible
He breaketh me down on every side, and I am gone; and my hope hath he torn up as a tree.
- Darby Bible
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and my hope hath he removed like a tree.
- Webster's Bible
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
- World English Bible
He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
- Youngs Literal Bible
He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; and my hope hath He plucked up like a tree.
- Jewish Publication Society Bible
Wesley's Notes for Job 19:10
19:10 Every side - In all respects, my person, and family, and estate. Gone - I am a lost and dead man. Hope - All my hopes of the present life, but not of the life to come. Tree - Which being once plucked up by the roots, never grows again. Hope in this life is a perishing thing. But the hope of good men, when it is cut off from this world, is but removed like a tree, transplanted from this nursery to the garden of God.