Job 6:4
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.
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.
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12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
13 His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
2 For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
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.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
12 With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
13 He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
5 Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.
4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.
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!
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.
16 For God has made my heart feeble, and my mind is troubled before the Ruler of all.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
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 I have no help in myself, and wisdom is completely gone from me.
18 He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
16 The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
14 I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
15 Fears have come on me; my hope is gone like the wind, and my well-being like a cloud.
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
23 For the fear of God kept me back, and because of his power I might not do such things.
4 As for me, is my outcry against man? is it then to be wondered at if my spirit is troubled?
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.
6 Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
34 Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me:
6 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
15 He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
24 In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
25 For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
4 My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
5 He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6 He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
11 His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
23 I will send a rain of troubles on them, my arrows will be showered on them.
4 The cords of death were round me, and the seas of evil put me in fear.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
6 Though I am right, still I am in pain; my wound may not be made well, though I have done no wrong.
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?
13 He has made ready for him the instruments of death; he makes his arrows flames of fire.
24 He may go in flight from the iron spear, but the arrow from the bow of brass will go through him;
27 My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
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.
11 He puts chains on my feet; he is watching all my ways.