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Job:3:10 @ Because it closed not the doors of the womb wherein I was, and so hid trouble from mine eyes.
rotherham@Job:3:23 @ To a man, whose way is concealed, And GOD hath straitly enclosed him?
rotherham@Job:12:14 @ Lo! He pulleth down, and it cannot be built, He closeth up over a man, and it cannot be opened:
rotherham@Job:16:10 @ They have gaped upon me with their mouth, With reproach, have they smitten my cheek, Together, against me, have they closed their ranks.
rotherham@Job:19:6 @ Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me.
rotherham@Job:38:17 @ Have the gates of death been disclosed to thee? And, the gates of the death-shade, couldst thou descry?
rotherham@Job:41:15 @ A pride, are his arched sides, closed up, with a firm seal;
rotherham@Psalms:22:12 @ Many bulls have surrounded me, Strong oxen of Bashan, have enclosed me;
rotherham@Psalms:35:3 @ Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!
rotherham@Psalms:40:12 @ For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!
rotherham@Psalms:49:5 @ Wherefore should I fear in the days of calamity, Though the iniquity of them who lie in wait for me should enclose me?
rotherham@Psalms:69:15 @ Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.
rotherham@Psalms:107:42 @ The upright seeth and is glad, And, all perverseness, hath closed her mouth.
rotherham@Psalms:119:31 @ I have kept close to thy testimonies, O Yahweh! do not put me to shame.
rotherham@Proverbs:17:28 @ Even a fool, holding his peace, is accounted, wise, He that closeth his lips,
rotherham@Proverbs:26:26 @ Hatred may clothe itself with guile, his wickedness shall be disclosed in the convocation.
rotherham@Ecclesiastes:12:4 @ And the doors in the street be closed, when the sound of the mill become low, and one rise at the chirp of a small bird, and low-voiced be all the daughters of song;
rotherham@Songs:8:9 @ If, a wall, she is, we will build upon it a battlement of silver, but if, a door, she is, we will close it up with a plank of cedar.