Job.30.15

Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

Job.30.15

Terrors assault me--my dignity in shreds, salvation up in smoke.

Job.30.15

Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud.

Job.30.15

Terrors are turned upon me; They pursue my honor as the wind, And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.