Job 30:23
I know that he will cause me to die, which is what happens to everyone [MTY] who is alive.
Translation for Translators
In The King James Version
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
In Context
22He allows the wind to lift me up and blow me away, and he tosses me up and down in a violent storm.
Cross References
Genesis 3:19All your life you will sweat as you work hard to produce food to eat. Then you will die [EUP], and your body will be buried in the ground. I made you from soil, so when you die and are buried your body will decay and become soil again.”
2 Samuel 14:14We all die; we are like [SIM] water that cannot be picked up after it is spilled on the ground. But God does not just cause us to die; he creates ways to bring us back when we become separated from him.
Job 9:22But it doesn’t matter, because God will get rid of all of us, both those who are innocent and those who are wicked.
Job 14:5You have decided how long our lives will be. You have decided how many months we will live, and we cannot live more months than the ◄limit/number of months► that you have decided.
Ecclesiastes 8:8We cannot control the wind, and we cannot control when we will die. Soldiers are not permitted to go home during a battle, and evil people will not be saved by doing what is evil.
Ecclesiastes 12:5You will be afraid to be in high places and afraid of dangers on the roads that you walk on. Your hair will become white like [MET] the flowers of almond trees. When you try to walk, you will drag yourself along like [MET] grasshoppers, and you will no longer desire to have sex. Then you will die and go to your eternal home, and people who will mourn for you will be in the streets.
Matthew Henry on Job 30:16-31
Job Complains of His Affliction. ( b. c. 1520.) 15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. 16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. 17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. 18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. 19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. 20 I cry unto thee,… Read the whole commentary →