My days; the days of my life. I am a lost and dying man, and therefore the hopes you give me of the bettering of my condition are vain and groundless. My purposes; or, my designs, or thoughts, to wit, which I had in my prosperous days, concerning myself and children, and the continuance of my happiness. The thoughts of my heart, Heb. the possessions of my heart, i.e. those thoughts which in a great measure possessed my heart, which were most natural, and familiar, and delightful to me. All my thoughts, and designs, and hopes are disappointed, and come to nothing.
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Job 17:11
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughtsf of my heart.