Job 16:18
O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!
O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!
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15 I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
17 Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.
19 Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high.
10 And he said, What have you done? the voice of your brother's blood is crying to me from the earth.
11 And now you are cursed from the earth, whose mouth is open to take your brother's blood from your hand;
8 My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord.
9 What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help?
12 Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
56 My voice came to you; let not your ear be shut to my breathing, to my cry.
1 <A Prayer of the man who is in trouble, when he is overcome, and puts his grief before the Lord.> Give ear to my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to you.
7 Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
7 For her blood is in her; she has put it on the open rock not draining it on to the earth so that it might be covered with dust;
8 In order that it might make wrath come up to give punishment, she has put her blood on the open rock, so that it may not be covered.
38 If my land has made an outcry against me, or the ploughed earth has been in sorrow;
13 If only you would keep me safe in the underworld, putting me in a secret place till your wrath is past, giving me a fixed time when I might come to your memory again!
10 And they gave a great cry, saying, How long will it be, O Ruler, holy and true, before you take your place as judge and give punishment for our blood to those on the earth?
17 One who has been the cause of a man's death will go in flight to the underworld: let no man give him help.
9 Let not my soul be numbered among sinners, or my life among men of blood;
1 <Of David.> My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.
21 For the Lord is coming out of his place to send punishment on the people of the earth for their evil-doing: the earth will let the blood drained out on her be seen, and will keep her dead covered no longer.
24 Be my judge, O Lord my God, in your righteousness; do not let them be glad over me.
1 <To the chief music-maker. On a corded instrument. Of David.> Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.
22 Let a cry for help go up from their houses, when you send an armed band on them suddenly: for they have made a hole in which to take me, and have put nets for my feet secretly.
23 But you, Lord, have knowledge of all the designs which they have made against my life; let not their evil-doing be covered or their sin be washed away from before your eyes: but let it be a cause of falling before you: so do to them in the time of your wrath.
2 Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:
12 And see, my father, see the skirt of your robe in my hand: for the fact that I took off the skirt of your robe and did not put you to death is witness that I have no evil purpose, and I have done you no wrong, though you are waiting for my life to take it.
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
20 Only two things do not do to me, then I will come before your face:
14 Be my saviour from violent death, O God, the God of my salvation; and my tongue will give praise to your righteousness.
17 Let me not be shamed, O Lord, for I have made my prayer to you; let the sinners be shamed, and let their mouths be shut in the underworld.
15 Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.
12 When he makes search for blood, he has them in his memory: he is not without thought for the cry of the poor.
18 Why then did you make me come out of my mother's body? It would have been better for me to have taken my last breath, and for no eye to have seen me,
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.
2 O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.
20 You give no answer to my cry, and take no note of my prayer.
3 The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
1 <To the chief music-maker. Of David. A Psalm.> God of my praise, let my prayer be answered;
5 Let my hater go after my soul and take it; let my life be crushed to the earth, and my honour into the dust. (Selah.)
10 So that in all your land, which the Lord your God is giving you for your heritage, no man may be wrongly put to death, for which you will be responsible.
1 <A Prayer. Of David.> Let my cause come to your ears, O Lord, give attention to my cry; give ear to my prayer which goes not out from false lips.
17 Because he did not put me to death before my birth took place: so my mother's body would have been my last resting-place, and she would have been with child for ever.
1 <To the chief music-maker, on Neginoth. Maschil. Of David.> Give hearing to my prayer, O God; and let not your ear be shut against my request.
22 Let all their evil-doing come before you; do to them as you have done to me for all my sins: for loud is the sound of my grief, and the strength of my heart is gone.
6 In my trouble my voice went up to the Lord, and my cry to my God: my voice came to his hearing in his holy Temple, and my prayer came before him, even into his ears.
20 Then do not let my blood be drained out on the earth away from the face of the Lord: for the king of Israel has come out to take my life, like one going after birds in the mountains.
17 For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
24 Has not my hand been stretched out in help to the poor? have I not been a saviour to him in his trouble?
8 Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.