Study Desk

Our children win honor, but we never know it, nor are we told when they are disgraced.

But you are excited and glare at us in anger.

They are the ones who captured cities and seized houses whose owners had fled, but war will destroy those cities and houses.

But nothing I say helps, and being silent does not calm my pain.

I was living in peace, but God took me by the throat and battered me and crushed me. God uses me for target practice

but I am not guilty of any violence, and my prayer to God is sincere.

The end of my life is near. I can hardly breathe; there is nothing left for me but the grave.

But if all of them came and stood before me, I would not find even one of them wise.

But my friends say night is daylight; they say that light is near, but I know I remain in darkness.

Their steps were firm, but now they stumble; they fall—victims of their own advice.

They used to be rich, but now they go hungry; disaster stands and waits at their side.

I protest his violence, but no one is listening; no one hears my cry for justice.

But I know there is someone in heaven who will come at last to my defense.

But now, be afraid of the sword— the sword that brings God's wrath on sin, so that you will know there is one who judges.

What you have said is an insult, but I know how to reply to you.

but they will be blown away like dust. Those who used to know them will wonder where they have gone.

Their bodies used to be young and vigorous, but soon they will turn to dust.

But in their stomachs the food turns bitter, as bitter as any poison could be.

When they eat, there is nothing left over, but now their prosperity comes to an end.

They claim they succeed by their own strength, but their way of thinking I can't accept.