Job 30:18
With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
By the great force of my disease my garment is changed: it binds me about like the collar of my coat.
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
By [God's] great{H7230} force{H3581} is my garment{H3830} disfigured;{H2664} It bindeth me about{H247} as the collar{H6310} of my coat.{H3801}
By the great{H7230} force{H3581} of my disease is my garment{H3830} changed{H2664}{(H8691)}: it bindeth me about{H247}{(H8799)} as the collar{H6310} of my coat{H3801}.
With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.
For the vehemencie of sorowe is my garment chaunged, whiche compasseth me about as the coller of my coote.
By the great force [of my disease] is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
By `God's' great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
By [God's] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.
By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.
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16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17 At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
7 I am bent over and deeply bowed down; all day long I go about mourning.
8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
19 He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
3 Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4 He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
5 He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
5 My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
12 I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target.
13 His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.
14 They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
13 From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
14 My transgressions were bound into a yoke; by his hands they were fastened together. They were laid on my neck; he has made my strength fail. The Lord has given me into the hands of those I cannot withstand.
5 My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
10 Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
7 Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8 You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
28 So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
30 My skin grows black and peels off, and my bones burn with fever.
12 My dwelling is pulled up and taken from me, like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver rolls a cloth; He cuts me off from the loom. Day and night You bring me to an end.
13 I have calmed myself until morning; like a lion, He breaks all my bones. Day and night You bring me to an end.
18 He clothed himself with cursing as with his garment; it seeped into his body like water, into his bones like oil.
19 May it be like a robe wrapped around him, like a belt tied around him always.
18 I can count all my bones; people stare and gloat over me.
19 A person is also chastened with pain on their bed and continual aching in their bones.
2 O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
3 For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has come down upon me.
4 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
13 But when they were ill, I wore sackcloth and humbled myself with fasting. My prayer returned to me unanswered.
11 Because God has loosened my cord and afflicted me, they throw off all restraint in my presence.
20 My bones cling to my skin and my flesh, and I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, my friends, because the hand of God has struck me.
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
7 He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.
27 My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.
21 Their flesh wastes away so that it can no longer be seen, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.
31 You would plunge me into a pit, and even my clothes would abhor me.
9 He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
8 All who hate me whisper together against me; they devise evil against me.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
3 When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
18 He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
14 I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; my justice was like a robe and a turban.