Isaiah 38:12
My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
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13I quieted [myself] until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
10I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see Jehovah, [even] Jehovah in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.
8The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be.
11My days are like a shadow that declineth; And I am withered like grass.
23He weakened my strength in the way; He shortened my days.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
10My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
20My tent is destroyed, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth from me, and they are not: there is none to spread my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
10He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
18By [God's] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me] : And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
13From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
18And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
4Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {{Selah [
28Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
40Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from mine eyes.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
19But I was like a gentle lamb that is led to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, [saying], Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
16I loathe [my life] ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
47Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
13If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
53They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone upon me.
9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
22Yea, his soul draweth near unto the pit, And his life to the destroyers.
3For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.