Komentarz do Hioba 7:6
יָמַ֣י קַ֭לּוּ מִנִּי־אָ֑רֶג וַ֝יִּכְל֗וּ בְּאֶ֣פֶס תִּקְוָֽה׃
Dni moje ulatują chyżej niż czołnek tkacki, a przemijają bez nadziei.
Rashi on Job
My days are swifter The days of my prosperity hastened to go away.
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Rashi on Job
than a weaver’s shuttle Than weaving that is done swiftly. So said Hezekiah (Isa. 38:12), “I severed, like a weaver, my life.”
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Rashi on Job
without hope I no longer hope for good.
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