Job 17:15
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
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13If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
14If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister;
16It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
18And I said, My strength is perished, and mine expectation from Jehovah.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
7And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.
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.
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is [ready] for me.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
15For in thee, O Jehovah, do I hope: Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.
18Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21Before I go whence I shall not return, [Even] to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
13Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
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!
14If a man die, shall he live [again] ? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.
13So are the paths of all that forget God; And the hope of the godless man shall perish:
14Whose confidence shall break in sunder, And whose trust is a spider's web.
8For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?
26And after my skin, [even] this [body], is destroyed, Then without my flesh shall I see God;
27Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.
21And 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.
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
18Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
21This I recall to my mind; therefore have I hope.
19He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
6Is not thy fear [of God] thy confidence, [And] the integrity of thy ways thy hope?
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
15Behold, they say unto me, Where is the word of Jehovah? let it come now.
15Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
7For there is hope of a tree, If it be cut down, that it will sprout again, And that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
20But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, And they shall have no way to flee; And their hope shall be the giving up of the ghost.
47Oh remember how short my time is: For what vanity hast thou created all the children of men!
7When a wicked man dieth, [his] expectation shall perish; And the hope of iniquity perisheth.
17Be not a terror unto me: thou art my refuge in the day of evil.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
3And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
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.
5For thou art my hope, O Lord Jehovah: [Thou art] my trust from my youth.
19Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And as for darkness, where is the place thereof,
19The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: So thou destroyest the hope of man.