Job 7:15
So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
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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;
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
3 So now, O Lord, give ear to my prayer and take my life from me; for death is better for me than life.
14 Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
1 My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
7 My soul has no desire for such things, they are as disease in my food.
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!
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?
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.
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,
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!
14 If death takes a man, will he come to life again? All the days of my trouble I would be waiting, till the time came for me to be free.
3 The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
3 The nets of death were round me, and the pains of the underworld had me in their grip; I was full of trouble and sorrow.
4 My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
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,
16 But now my soul is turned to water in me, days of trouble overtake me:
18 He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
3 For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld.
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.
20 He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
6 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
5 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.
10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
13 If I am waiting for the underworld as my house, if I have made my bed in the dark;
5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
22 And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death.
5 Let my hater go after my soul and take it; let my life be crushed to the earth, and my honour into the dust. (Selah.)
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 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
21 To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;
19 How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
11 Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?
2 So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.
15 I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
11 By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
23 For I am certain that you will send me back to death, and to the meeting-place ordered for all living.
10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.
6 My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.
18 To keep back his soul from the underworld, and his life from destruction.
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.
2 By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;