American Standard Version
" Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good. "
— Job 9:25, American Standard Version
“Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.”
“"Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,”
“Renewed Complaint“My days are swifter than a runner, they speed by without seeing happiness.”
“My days have been swifter than a post: they have fled away and have not seen good.”
“My days go quicker than a post-runner: they go in flight, they see no good.”
“Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.”
It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.
If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent.
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: Ifit benothe, who then is it?
Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.
They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad countenance, and be of good cheer;
I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.