1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
17:1My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.
17:1My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened, and only the grave remaineth for me.
17:1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.
17:1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.
17:1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
17:1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
17:1|My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
17:1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished — graves are for me.
17:1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.