Job 6:9
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!
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!
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8 If only I might have an answer to my prayer, and God would give me my desire!
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.
11 Have I strength to go on waiting, or have I any end to be looking forward to?
22 May my arm be pulled from my body, and be broken from its base.
23 For the fear of God kept me back, and because of his power I might not do such things.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
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,
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.
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;
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.
6 Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
3 So now, O Lord, give ear to my prayer and take my life from me; for death is better for me than life.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
23 If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!
15 If this is to be my fate, put me to death now in answer to my prayer, if I have grace in your eyes; and let me not see my shame.
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.
34 Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me:
10 I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
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,
31 Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
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!
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
3 If only I had knowledge of where he might be seen, so that I might come even to his seat!
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
23 Or, Get me out of the power of my hater? or, Give money so that I may be free from the power of the cruel ones?
13 I have no help in myself, and wisdom is completely gone from me.
8 Your hands made me, and I was formed by you, but then, changing your purpose, you gave me up to destruction.
8 Let me put seed in the earth for another to have the fruit of it, and let my produce be uprooted.
22 It is all the same to me; so I say, He puts an end to the sinner and to him who has done no wrong together.
29 If I was glad at the trouble of my hater, and gave cries of joy when evil overtook him;
8 Let them be covered together in the dust; let their faces be dark in the secret place of the underworld.
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 He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
21 Take your hand far away from me; and let me not be overcome by fear of you.
5 But if only God would take up the word, opening his lips in argument with you;
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 Be pleased, O Lord, to take me out of danger; O Lord, come quickly and give me help.
13 Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
8 But as for me, I would make my prayer to God, and I would put my cause before him:
18 Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
35 If only God would give ear to me, and the Ruler of all would give me an answer! or if what he has against me had been put in writing!
22 God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand.
36 May Job be tested to the end, because his answers have been like those of evil men.
12 It would be a fire burning even to destruction, and taking away all my produce.