Job 7:13
When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
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3So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
4When 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.
6The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
11So 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.
12Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
14Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
15So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
13For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,
27If I say, I will put my grief out of mind, I will let my face be sad no longer and I will be bright;
3Truly, I will not come into my house, or go to my bed,
4I will not give sleep to my eyes, or rest to my eyeballs,
20Are 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,
21And 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.
18Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
16My bed is covered with cushions of needlework, with coloured cloths of the cotton thread of Egypt;
17I have made my bed sweet with perfumes and spices.
26At this, awaking from my sleep, I saw; and my sleep was sweet to me.
13If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;
13In troubled thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep comes on men,
2In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.
3I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)
15In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep comes on men, while they take their rest on their beds;
3The Lord will be his support on his bed of pain: by you will all his grief be turned to strength.
1My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
20For the bed is not long enough for a man to be stretched out on: and the cover is not wide enough for him to be covered with.
24When you take your rest you will have no fear, and on your bed sleep will be sweet to you.
17The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.
5I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
6When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.
4As for me, is my outcry against man? is it then to be wondered at if my spirit is troubled?
2Even today my outcry is bitter; his hand is hard on my sorrow.
10So 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.
17There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.
19Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
19Among all my troubled thoughts, your comforts are the delight of my soul.
8I will take my rest on my bed in peace, because you only, Lord, keep me safe.
24In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
21Give ear to the voice of my grief; I have no comforter; all my haters have news of my troubles, they are glad because you have done it: let the day of fate come when they will be like me.
8If I go up to heaven, you are there: or if I make my bed in the underworld, you are there.
6If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?
7But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
13If 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!
19Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
15What 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.
13I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
7There an upright man might put his cause before him; and I would be free for ever from my judge.
40This was my condition, wasted by heat in the day and by the bitter cold at night; and sleep went from my eyes.
21My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
11If I say, Only let me be covered by the dark, and the light about me be night;
7I will give praise to the Lord who has been my guide; knowledge comes to me from my thoughts in the night.