9That God would please — and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
9That God would please — and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
6 Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
7 My soul is refusing to touch! They are as my sickening food.
8 O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!
9 That God would please — and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
10 And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain — He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
11 What is my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
6:9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:9that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut me off!
6:9And that he that hath begun may destroy me, that he may let loose his hand, and cut me off?
6:9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:9And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
6:9Even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:9even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!