Job 7:13
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
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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.
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.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions:
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than [these] my bones.
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
3 Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, Nor go up into my bed;
4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, Or slumber to mine eyelids;
20 Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
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.
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
16 I have spread my couch with carpets of tapestry, With striped cloths of the yarn of Egypt.
17 I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
26 Upon this I awaked, and beheld; and my sleep was sweet unto me.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
13 In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men,
2 In 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.
3 I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. {{Selah
15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, When deep sleep falleth upon men, In slumberings upon the bed;
3 Jehovah will support him upon the couch of languishing: Thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
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.
20 For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it; and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.
24 When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: Yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; For Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 When I remember thee upon my bed, [And] meditate on thee in the night-watches.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
2 Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
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.
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest.
19 He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, And with continual strife in his bones;
19 In the multitude of my thoughts within me Thy comforts delight my soul.
8 In peace will I both lay me down and sleep; For thou, Jehovah, alone makest me dwell in safety.
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: Thou wilt bring the day that thou hast proclaimed, and they shall be like unto me.
8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
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!
19 Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
15 What 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.
13 I 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.
7 There the upright might reason with him; So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
40 Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep fled from mine eyes.
21 For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night;
7 I will bless Jehovah, who hath given me counsel; Yea, my heart instructeth me in the night seasons.