You forever overpower him, and he passes on; You change his countenance and send him away.
As no man has power over the wind to contain it, so no one has authority over his day of death. As no one can be dischar
But now their appearance is blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their
When a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait, until my renewal comes.
When they lifted up their eyes from afar, they could barely recognize Job. They began to weep aloud, and each man tore h