Job 7:12
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
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11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
17 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him, And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him,
18 And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, And try him every moment?
19 How long wilt thou not look away from me, Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
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.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
3 For thou didst cast me into the depth, in the heart of the seas, And the flood was round about me; All thy waves and thy billows passed over me.
4 And I said, I am cast out from before thine eyes; Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
5 The waters compassed me about, even to the soul; The deep was round about me; The weeds were wrapped about my head.
19 Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
14 and makest men as the fishes of the sea, as the creeping things, that have no ruler over them?
13 Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
3 So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 When 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.
6 I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
6 That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
7 Although thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
16 And if [my head] exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion; And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine indignation upon me: Changes and warfare are with me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. {{Selah
16 Hast thou entered into the springs of the sea? Or hast thou walked in the recesses of the deep?
8 Wilt thou even annul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.
7 He hath walled me about, that I cannot go forth; he hath made my chain heavy.
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!
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, And holdest me for thine enemy?
20 Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
16 But now thou numberest my steps: Dost thou not watch over my sin?
4 Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.
13 That against God thou turnest thy spirit, And lettest words go out of thy mouth?
1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
14 Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
7 I watch, and am become like a sparrow That is alone upon the house-top.
3 Wherefore are we counted as beasts, [And] are become unclean in your sight?
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride [upon it] ; And thou dissolvest me in the storm.
22 Then call thou, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and answer thou me.
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.
15 Let not the waterflood overwhelm me, Neither let the deep shallow me up; And let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.