Job 19:22
Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
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26And ... without my flesh I will see God;
27Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.
28If you say, How cruel we will be to him! because the root of sin is clearly in him:
20My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
21Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
1<To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
23If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!
2How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
3Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
15My 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.
16Dogs have come round me: I am shut in by the band of evil-doers; they made wounds in my hands and feet.
17I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:
2You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
19How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
20If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
26Because they are cruel to him against whom your hand is turned; they make bitter the grief of him who is wounded by you.
24Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
21You have become cruel to me; the strength of your hand is hard on me.
11Saying, God has given him up; go after him and take him, for he has no helper.
21Give ear to the voice of my grief; I have no comforter; all my haters have news of my troubles, they are glad because you have done it: let the day of fate come when they will be like me.
22Let 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.
9I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
10The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
31If the men of my tent did not say, Who has not had full measure of his meat?
84How short is the life of your servant! when will you give your decision against those who are attacking me?
2For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
15O Lord, you have knowledge: keep me in mind and come to my help, and give their right reward to those who are attacking me; take me not away, for you are slow to be angry: see how I have undergone shame because of you from all those who make little of your word;
10No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
9If only he would be pleased to put an end to me; and would let loose his hand, so that I might be cut off!
7And when I went down on the earth, a voice came to my ears saying to me, Saul, Saul, why are you attacking me so cruelly?
4As for me, is my outcry against man? is it then to be wondered at if my spirit is troubled?
19Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.
8It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
9I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
10Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
13From 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.
13His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
3Why do we seem as beasts in your eyes, and as completely without knowledge?
14I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they keep saying to me, Where is your God?
3The 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.
5Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
18He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
43Covering yourself with wrath you have gone after us, cutting us off without pity;
19See how those who are against me are increased, for bitter is their hate of me.
3I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.
18And he said, Why does my lord go armed against his servant? what have I done? or what evil is there in me?
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
2I will say to God, Do not put me down as a sinner; make clear to me what you have against me.