Job 9:25
My days are swifter than a runner; they flee without seeing good.
BSB
ASV
Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.
KJV
Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
Now my days are swifter than a post: they are fled away, they have seen no good. For the business of a post is to tell what is coming after; and so all of the Elect that were born before the coming of the Redeemer, in that either by mode of life only, or by word of mouth likewise, they bore tidings of Him, were like a kind of post in the world.
Now my days are swifter than a post - Than a courier, runner, or racer, רוּץ rûts. Vulgate, cursore; Septuagint, δρομέως dromeōs, a racer. The word is not unfrequently applied to the runners or couriers, that carried royal commands in ancient times. It is applied to the mounted couriers of the Persians who carried the royal edicts to the distant provinces, Est 3:13, Est 3:15; Est 8:14, and to the body-guard and royal messengers of Saul and of David, 1Sa 22:17; 2Ki 10:25. The common rate of traveling in the East is exceedingly slow.
Rare words are the text's own signal of a deliberate thread: the fewer the occurrences, the more the places it appears belong together.
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James 4:14You do not even know what will happen tomorrow! What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
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For, “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,
You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath. Selah
The world is passing away, along with its desires; but whoever does the will of God remains forever.
For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
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Psalms 39:11You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor. Selah
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So man wastes away like something rotten, like a moth-eaten garment.
Surely the Lord GOD helps Me. Who is there to condemn Me? See, they will all wear out like a garment; the moths will devour them.
For the Lord disciplines the one He loves, and He chastises every son He receives.”
