American Standard Version
"Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud. "
— Job 30:15, American Standard Version
“Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.”
“Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.”
“Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance has passed away.”
“I am brought to nothing: as a wind thou hast taken away my desire: and my prosperity hath passed away like a cloud.”
“Fears have come on me; my hope is gone like the wind, and my well-being like a cloud.”
“Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.”
Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, Even men that have no helper.
As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.
Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And thepainsthat gnaw me take no rest.
By God’sgreat force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.