Job 6:10
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.
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.
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8 If only I might have an answer to my prayer, and God would give me my desire!
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!
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,
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,
11 Have I strength to go on waiting, or have I any end to be looking forward to?
5 I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.
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?
13 Keep quiet, and let me say what is in my mind, whatever may come to me.
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;
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.
27 If I say, I will put my grief out of mind, I will let my face be sad no longer and I will be bright;
28 I go in fear of all my pains; I am certain that I will not be free from sin in your eyes.
5 I would see what his answers would be, and have knowledge of what he would say to me.
6 Would he make use of his great power to overcome me? No, but he would give attention to me.
7 There an upright man might put his cause before him; and I would be free for ever from my judge.
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
2 I will say to God, Do not put me down as a sinner; make clear to me what you have against me.
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
4 As for me, is my outcry against man? is it then to be wondered at if my spirit is troubled?
6 Though I am right, still I am in pain; my wound may not be made well, though I have done no wrong.
13 I have no help in myself, and wisdom is completely gone from me.
14 He whose heart is shut against his friend has given up the fear of the Ruler of all.
34 Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me:
35 Then I would say what is in my mind without fear of him; for there is no cause of fear in myself.
1 And Job made answer and said,
2 If only my passion might be measured, and put into the scales against my trouble!
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.
3 But I would have talk with the Ruler of all, and my desire is to have an argument with God.
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!
23 For the fear of God kept me back, and because of his power I might not do such things.
5 Let it be far from me! I will certainly not say that you are right! I will come to death before I give up my righteousness.
6 I will keep it safe, and will not let it go: my heart has nothing to say against any part of my life.
15 Even if my cause was good, I would not be able to give an answer; I would make request for grace from him who was against me.
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
15 That, if I was an evil-doer, the curse would come on me; and if I was upright, my head would not be lifted up, being full of shame and overcome with trouble.
16 For God has made my heart feeble, and my mind is troubled before the Ruler of all.
17 For I am overcome by the dark, and by the black night which is covering my face.
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 But as for me, I would make my prayer to God, and I would put my cause before him:
10 Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.
27 Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.
19 Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
3 If only I had knowledge of where he might be seen, so that I might come even to his seat!
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.
15 I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
36 Truly I would take up the book in my hands; it would be to me as a crown;