Job 30:17
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
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16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
18By [God's] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, And with continual strife in his bones;
5By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
3There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
5He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
27My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
4For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed [as] with the drought of summer. {{Selah
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.
12My 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.
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.
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.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
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.
16For dogs have compassed me: A company of evil-doers have inclosed me; They pierced my hands and my feet.
17I may count all my bones; They look and stare upon me.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
6I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
3So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
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.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
40Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from mine eyes.
2Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
3Therefore are my loins filled with anguish; pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman in travail: I am pained so that I cannot hear; I am dismayed so that I cannot see.
4My heart fluttereth, horror hath affrighted me; the twilight that I desired hath been turned into trembling unto me.
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; And his bones that were not seen stick out.
13His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
2O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
30My skin is black, [and falleth] from me, And my bones are burned with heat.
31Therefore is my harp [turned] to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, And chastened every morning.
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.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
13In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men,
14Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake.
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
20Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.
11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he hath made me desolate.