Genesis 31:40
This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.
This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.
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38 These twenty years I have been with you; your sheep and your goats have had young without loss, not one of your he-goats have I taken for food.
39 Anything which was wounded by beasts I did not take to you, but myself made up for the loss of it; you made me responsible for whatever was taken by thieves, by day or by night.
41 These twenty years I have been in your house; I was your servant for fourteen years because of your daughters, and for six years I kept your flock, and ten times was my payment changed.
42 If the God of my father, the God of Abraham and the Fear of Isaac, had not been with me, you would have sent me away with nothing in my hands. But God has seen my troubles and the work of my hands, and this night he kept you back.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
4 For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
17 The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
26 At this, awaking from my sleep, I saw; and my sleep was sweet to me.
12 My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
13 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
4 I will not give sleep to my eyes, or rest to my eyeballs,
38 If my land has made an outcry against me, or the ploughed earth has been in sorrow;
39 If I have taken its produce without payment, causing the death of its owners;
6 The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
2 In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
19 My root will be open to the waters, and the night mist will be on my branches,
20 Are not the days of my life small in number? Let your eyes be turned away from me, so that I may have a little pleasure,
19 If I saw one near to death for need of clothing, and that the poor had nothing covering him;
20 If his back did not give me a blessing, and the wool of my sheep did not make him warm;
10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
13 In troubled thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep comes on men,
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
2 I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
30 My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.
7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
21 And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
17 For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
3 When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
4 As I was in my flowering years, when my tent was covered by the hand of God;
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
14 For I have been troubled all the day; every morning have I undergone punishment.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
7 But your father has not kept faith with me, and ten times he has made changes in my payment; but God has kept him from doing me damage.
12 It would be a fire burning even to destruction, and taking away all my produce.
28 I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
4 My mind is wandering, fear has overcome me: the evening of my desire has been turned into shaking for me.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
13 From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep comes on men, while they take their rest on their beds;
10 My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;