Job 14:13
Oh 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!
Oh 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!
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14 If a man die, shall he live [again] ? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.
15 Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee: Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of thy hands.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
20 If I have sinned, what do I unto thee, O thou watcher of men? Why hast thou set me as a mark for thee, So that I am a burden to myself?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.
12 So man lieth down and riseth not: Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, [Even] to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David]. How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou forget me for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy?
14 Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
46 How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? [How long] shall thy wrath burn like fire?
47 Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
48 What man is he that shall live and not see death, That shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? {{Selah
14 I will ransom them from the power of Sheol; I will redeem them from death: O death, where are thy plagues? O Sheol, where is thy destruction? repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.
19 Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
20 Only do not two things unto me; Then will I not hide myself from thy face:
13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
3 For 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.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?
7 Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
21 Who long for death, but it cometh not, And dig for it more than for hid treasures;
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than [these] my bones.
16 I loathe [my life] ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
14 Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
15 Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
10 I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living.
6 He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
8 Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
9 Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
3 Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!
13 That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adversity, Until the pit be digged for the wicked.
17 Let me not be put to shame, O Jehovah; For I have called upon thee: Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.
15 Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
17 And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
3 O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
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.
15 But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol; For he will receive me. {{Selah
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in the deeps.
5 For in the day of trouble he will keep me secretly in his pavilion: In the covert of his tabernacle will he hide me; He will lift me up upon a rock.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.