Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.(Job 19:7)

He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.(Job 19:8)

He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.(Job 19:9)

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.(Job 19:11)

His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.(Job 19:12)

He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.(Job 19:13)

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Job 19:10 - Referencia Cruzada

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life? (Job 6:11)

Behold, he breaketh down, and it cannot be built again: he shutteth up a man, and there can be no opening. (Job 12:14)

And there was a day when his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother's house: (Job 1:13)

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. (Job 17:11)

My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. (Salmos 102:11)

The LORD was as an enemy: he hath swallowed up Israel, he hath swallowed up all her palaces: he hath destroyed his strong holds, and hath increased in the daughter of Judah mourning and lamentation. (Lamentaciones 2:5)

I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree. (Salmos 37:35)

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown. (Job 2:7)

So are the paths of all that forget God; and the hypocrite's hope shall perish: (Job 8:13)

And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? (Job 17:15)

But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee. (Salmos 88:13)

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; (2 Corintios 4:8)

The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree. (Job 24:20)

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. (Job 7:6)