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