Job 6:13

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 12:2-3 : 2 Then (no doute) ye are the men alone, and wy?dome shal perish with you. 3 But I haue vnderstodinge as well as ye, and am no lesse then ye. Yee who knoweth not these thinges?
  • Job 13:2 : 2 Loke what ye knowe, that same do I knowe also, nether am I inferior vnto you.
  • Job 19:28 : 28 when yee saye: Why do not we persecute him? we haue founde an occasion agaynst him.
  • Job 26:2 : 2 O how helpest thou the weake? what comforte geuest thou vnto him that hath no stregth?
  • 2 Cor 1:12 : 12 For oure reioysinge is this, euen the testimony of oure conscience, that in synglenes & godly purenesse, not in fleshlye wyssdome, but in the grace of God, we haue had oure conuersacion in the worlde, but most of all with you.
  • Gal 6:4 : 4 Let euery man proue his owne worke, and the shal he haue reioysinge in his awne selfe, and not in another.

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  • Job 6:9-12
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    83%

    9 That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.

    10 The shulde I haue some coforte: yee I wolde desyre him in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I will not be agaynst ye wordes of the holy one.

    11 What power haue I to endure? Or? what is myne ende, that my soule might be paciet?

    12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or, is my flesh made of brasse?

  • 14 like as yf one withdrewe a good dede from his frende, and forsoke the feare of God?

  • Lam 3:17-18
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    17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.

    18 I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.

  • 20 Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:

  • 6 Wil he pleate agaynst me with his greate power & strength, or wyll he leane him self vtterly vpon me?

  • 2 O how helpest thou the weake? what comforte geuest thou vnto him that hath no stregth?

  • Job 19:6-7
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    6 knowe this then, yt it is God, which hath handled me so violetly, & hath compased me aboute with his scourges.

    7 Beholde, though I crie, yet violece is done vnto me, I can not be herde: Though I complane, there is none to geue sentece with me.

  • 13 He hath put my brethren farre awaye fro me, and soch as were of myne acquauntaunce, are become straugers vnto me.

  • 4 Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?

  • 14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?

  • 2 The power & stregth of their hades might do me no good, & as for their age, it is spet & past awaye without eny profit.

  • 20 From whece then commeth wy?dome? & where is the place of vnderstondinge?

  • 11 O go not fro me the, for trouble is harde at honde, and here is none to helpe me.

  • 4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

  • 10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.

  • 11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.

  • 11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,

  • 23 To delyuer me me from the enemies honde, or to saue me from the powers off the mightie?

  • 15 What helpeth then my longe tarienge? Or, who wil fulfill the thinge, that I loke for?

  • 13 & my path haue they clene marred. It was so easy for them to do me harme, that they neded no man to helpe the.

  • 19 Yf men will speake of strength, he is the stogest of all: yf me will speake of rightousnes, who darre be my recorde?

  • 12 How commeth a man then by wy?dome? Where is the place that men fynde vnderstondinge?

  • 12 Am I a see or a whalfysh, that thou kepest me so in preson?

  • 2 For thou (o God) art my stregth: why hast thou shot me from the? Why go I then so heuely, whyle the enemie oppresseth me?

  • 9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.

  • 13 Yee with God is wy?dome and strength, it is he that hath councell & foreknowlege.

  • 13 lest ye shulde prayse youre selues, to haue founde out wy?dome: because it is God that hath cast him out, & no man.

  • Job 6:3-4
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    3 for then shulde it be heuyer, then the sonde of the see. This is the cause, that my wordes are so soroufull.

    4 For the allmighty hath shott at me with his arowes, whose indignacion hath droncke vp my sprete, and ye terrible feares of God fight agaysnt me.

  • Job 16:6-7
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    6 But what shall I do? For all my wordes, my sorow wil not ceasse: and though I holde my toge, yet wil it not departe fro me.

    7 And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied

  • 13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.

  • 21 Haue pite vpon me, haue pite vpon me (o ye my frendes) for the hande of the LORDE hath touched me.

  • 4 Therfore do I crie vnto the (o LORDE) and saye: thou art my hope and my porcion, in the londe of the lyuynge.

  • 10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

  • 19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.

  • 24 Wherfore hydest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemye?

  • 16 Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me, for I am desolate and in misery.

  • 18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:

  • 8 Wilt thou disanulle my iudgment? Or, wilt thou condemne me, yt thou thy self mayest be made rightuous?

  • 6 Where is now thy feare of God, thy stedfastnesse, thy pacience, and the perfectnesse of thy life?

  • 6 that thou makest soch inquisicion for my wickednesse, and searchest out my synne?

  • 20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.

  • 22 The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.

  • 19 Hath God ordened then, that the glorious life off the & all soch mightie men shulde not be put downe?