Job 7:19
How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
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20 If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
21 And 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.
18 And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?
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.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
1 <To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?
2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?
24 Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?
19 Is any one able to take up the argument against me? If so, I would keep quiet and give up my breath.
20 Only two things do not do to me, then I will come before your face:
21 Take your hand far away from me; and let me not be overcome by fear of you.
22 Then at the sound of your voice I will give answer; or let me put forward my cause for you to give me an answer.
12 Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
13 Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
2 How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
3 Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
18 He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
13 So that you are turning your spirit against God, and letting such words go out of your mouth?
1 <To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David.> My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
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.
10 No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
22 Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
10 I am disgusting to them; they keep away from me, and put marks of shame on me.
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.
7 Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?
11 Do not put me away from before you, or take your holy spirit from me.
4 You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
4 For you have put me down into the deep, into the heart of the sea; and the river was round about me; all your waves and your rolling waters went over me.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
31 Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
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.)
14 Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?
19 Do not be far from me, O Lord: O my strength, come quickly to my help.
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
2 Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.
18 Why is my pain unending and my wound without hope of being made well? Sorrow is mine, for you are to me as a stream offering false hope and as waters which are not certain.
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,
46 How long, O Lord, will you Keep yourself for ever from our eyes? how long will your wrath be burning like fire?
2 You are the God of my strength; why have you put me from you? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?
9 Let not your face be covered from me; do not put away your servant in wrath; you have been my help: do not give me up or take your support from me, O God of my salvation.
16 As for me, I have not said; Let the day of trouble come to them quickly; and I have not been hoping for the death-giving day; you have knowledge of what came from my lips; it was open before you.
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 Do not give me up, O Lord; O my God, be near to me.
10 O God, how long will those who are against us say cruel things? will the hater go on looking down on your name for ever?
7 Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.
17 My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
15 Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.
22 And as for me, I said in my fear, I am cut off from before your eyes; but you gave ear to the voice of my prayer, when my cry went up to you.