Job 29:18
Then I said, I will come to my end with my children round me, my days will be as the sand in number;
Then I said, I will come to my end with my children round me, my days will be as the sand in number;
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19 My root will be open to the waters, and the night mist will be on my branches,
10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.
11 I said, I will not see the Lord, even the Lord in the land of the living: I will not see man again or those living in the world.
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.
19 And for me to have been as if I had not been; to have been taken from my mother's body straight to my last resting-place.
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,
17 By me the great teeth of the evil-doer were broken, and I made him give up what he had violently taken away.
23 For I am certain that you will send me back to death, and to the meeting-place ordered for all living.
22 For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.
18 If I made up their number, it would be more than the grains of sand; when I am awake, I am still with you.
14 I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
15 Truly, he will put an end to me; I have no hope; but I will not give way in argument before him;
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!
14 If death takes a man, will he come to life again? All the days of my trouble I would be waiting, till the time came for me to be free.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
10 Who is able to take the measure of the dust of Jacob or the number of the thousands of Israel? May my death be the death of the upright and my last end like his!
14 And I have put my hands on the wealth of the peoples, as on the place where a bird has put her eggs; and as a man may take the eggs from which a bird has gone, so I have taken all the earth for myself: and not a wing was moved, and not a mouth gave out a sound.
13 For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
13 If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;
15 So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
16 I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.
11 Have I strength to go on waiting, or have I any end to be looking forward to?
13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
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.
11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
6 And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.
24 I will say, O my God, take me not away before my time; your years go on through all generations:
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.
15 What am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.
8 Let me put seed in the earth for another to have the fruit of it, and let my produce be uprooted.
23 One comes to his end in complete well-being, full of peace and quiet:
3 For then its weight would be more than the sand of the seas: because of this my words have been uncontrolled.
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.
6 When things went well for me I said, I will never be moved.
26 I said I would send them wandering far away, I would make all memory of them go from the minds of men:
40 This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.
26 Together they go down to the dust, and are covered by the worm.
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;
4 Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
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.
12 And you said, Truly, I will be good to you, and make your seed like the sand of the sea which may not be numbered.
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.
29 I have become a brother to the jackals, and go about in the company of ostriches.
26 At this, awaking from my sleep, I saw; and my sleep was sweet to me.
17 Life and not death will be my part, and I will give out the story of the works of the Lord.
18 The hand of Jah has been hard on me; but he has not given me up to death.