Job 32:18
For I am full of words, I am unable to keep in my breath any longer:
For I am full of words, I am unable to keep in my breath any longer:
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19 My stomach is like wine which is unable to get out; like skins full of new wine, it is almost burst.
20 Let me say what is in my mind, so that I may get comfort; let me give answer with open mouth.
17 I will give my answer; I will put forward my knowledge:
11 So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
18 He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
3 For then its weight would be more than the sand of the seas: because of this my words have been uncontrolled.
4 For the arrows of the Ruler of all are present with me, and their poison goes deep into my spirit: his army of fears is put in order against me.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
6 If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?
9 And if I say, I will not keep him in mind, I will not say another word in his name; then it is in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am tired of keeping myself in, I am not able to do it.
6 I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
7 For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
8 I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
4 As for me, is my outcry against man? is it then to be wondered at if my spirit is troubled?
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
3 My heart is overflowing with knowledge, my lips say what is true.
4 The spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Ruler of all gives me life.
3 My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
3 (For all my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is my life;)
2 For this cause my thoughts are troubling me and driving me on.
3 I have to give ear to arguments which put me to shame, and your answers to me are wind without wisdom.
3 For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
21 My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
17 My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
13 See, I am crushing you down, as one is crushed under a cart full of grain.
3 When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
8 But I truly am full of the spirit of the Lord, with power of judging and with strength to make clear to Jacob his wrongdoing and to Israel his sin.
18 With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.
14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
11 For this reason I am full of the wrath of the Lord, I am tired of keeping it in: may it be let loose on the children in the street, and on the band of the young men together: for even the husband with his wife will be taken, the old man with him who is full of days.
7 He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
15 He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
14 I have long been quiet, I have kept myself in and done nothing: now I will make sounds of pain like a woman in childbirth, breathing hard and quickly.
1 <To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves.> My heart is flowing over with good things; my words are of that which I have made for a king; my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
3 May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?
13 Keep quiet, and let me say what is in my mind, whatever may come to me.
20 See, O Lord, for I am in trouble; the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved; my heart is turned in me; for I have been uncontrolled: outside the children are put to the sword, and in the house there is death.
9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
10 So I would still have comfort, and I would have joy in the pains of death, for I have not been false to the words of the Holy One.
10 So I say, Give ear to me, and I will put forward my knowledge.
25 For I have given new strength to the tired soul and to every sorrowing soul in full measure.
2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.