Job 30:28

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I walk in mourning without sunlight; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

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  • Ps 42:9 : 9 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.
  • Ps 43:2 : 2 For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
  • Ps 38:6 : 6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
  • Job 19:7 : 7 Behold, I cry out, 'Violence!' but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.
  • Isa 53:3-4 : 3 He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. Like one from whom people hide their faces, he was despised, and we did not esteem him. 4 Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted.
  • Lam 3:1-3 : 1 I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of His wrath. 2 He has driven me away and brought me into darkness, not into light. 3 Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.

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  • Job 30:25-27
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    25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the needy?

    26 But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness came.

    27 My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.

  • 6 My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.

  • Job 30:29-31
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    29 I am a brother to jackals and a companion to ostriches.

    30 My skin grows black and peels off, and my bones burn with fever.

    31 My harp is turned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.

  • Job 30:19-20
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    19 He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.

    20 I cry out to You, but You do not answer; I stand up, but You just look at me.

  • Ps 35:14-15
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    14 I behaved as if they were my friend or brother; I mourned as one mourning for a mother, bowed down in sorrow.

    15 But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; attackers I did not know came against me, ripping at me without ceasing.

  • Job 16:15-16
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    15 I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.

    16 My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death.

  • 8 O LORD, by Your favor, You made my mountain stand strong; but when You hid Your face, I was terrified.

  • 11 Therefore, I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

  • Isa 38:14-15
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    14 I chirp like a swift or a crane, I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look to the heavens. Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.

    15 What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He has done this. I will walk humbly all my years because of this anguish of my soul.

  • 3 When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

  • 17 For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."

  • Ps 42:3-4
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    3 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

    4 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all day long, 'Where is your God?'

  • 16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.

  • 18 My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.

  • 17 I did not sit in the company of revelers nor did I rejoice. Because of Your hand, I sat alone, for You have filled me with indignation.

  • 8 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.

  • 2 Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea for mercy.

  • 1 To you, O LORD, I call; my Rock, do not be silent to me. If you remain silent, I will be like those who go down to the pit.

  • 24 For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.

  • 7 Behold, I cry out, 'Violence!' but I am not answered; I call for help, but there is no justice.

  • 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.

  • 20 See, LORD, how distressed I am! I am in anguish within, my heart is overturned because I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.

  • Ps 142:1-2
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    1 A contemplative poem of David, when he was in the cave, a prayer.

    2 I cry out to the LORD with my voice; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.

  • 7 When I went out to the city gate, and took my seat in the public square,

  • 7 My eyes have grown dim from grief, and all my limbs are like a shadow.

  • 4 My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.

  • 9 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life.

  • 8 Because of this, I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like jackals and mourn like ostriches.

  • Ps 88:8-9
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    8 Your wrath weighs heavily upon me, and you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah.

    9 You have taken my closest friends from me; you have made me a horror to them. I am confined and cannot escape.

  • 8 Even when I cry out and plead for help, He shuts out my prayer.

  • 1 I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of His wrath.

  • 22 Blessed be the LORD, for he has shown his wondrous love to me in a fortified city.

  • 10 O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.

  • 2 I said, 'I will guard my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will keep a muzzle on my mouth while the wicked are in my presence.'

  • 2 My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.

  • 1 I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.

  • 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.

  • 34 because I so feared the crowd and the contempt of clans terrified me that I kept silent and would not go outside—

  • 4 When I lie down, I think, 'When will I get up?' But the night drags on, and I am filled with tossing till dawn.