Job 6:12
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh made of bronze?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh made of bronze?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh made of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or, is my flesh made of brasse?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brasse?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my fleshe of brasse?
[Is] my strength the strength of stones? or [is] my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength like that of stones? or is my flesh made of bronze?
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10It would still be my comfort— I would even exult in the midst of unrelenting pain— for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? What is my end, that I should prolong my life?
13Indeed, there is no help in me, and ability has been driven from me.
18His bones are like tubes of bronze; his limbs are like rods of iron.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
2Even the strength of their hands is useless to me; their vigor has perished.
14Why should I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hands?
19If it is a matter of strength, He is mighty! And if it is a matter of justice, who can summon Him?
8Would you indeed annul My justice? Would you condemn Me that you may be justified?
9Do you have an arm like God's, and can your voice thunder like His?
18So I say, 'My strength is gone, and so is my hope from the LORD.'
6Would he contend with me in his great power? No, he would instead give me strength.
26My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
2Iron is taken from the ground, and copper is smelted from ore.
12Can iron break iron from the north, or bronze?
5Are Your days like the days of a human? Are Your years like those of a strong man?
6Do You search for my iniquity and investigate my sin?
10O Lord, all my desires are before you, and my sighing is not hidden from you.
19Will your cry for help set things in order in distress, or will your exertions of strength suffice?
4Is my complaint directed to a man? Why then should my spirit not be impatient?
15then where is my hope? And who can see any hope for me?
18With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
19He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
22then let my shoulder fall from its socket, and let my arm be broken off at the joint.
12Am I the sea, or a sea monster, that you put me under guard?
5My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
20Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
17What is mankind that you make so much of them, that you give them so much attention,
23when peoples and kingdoms gather together to serve the LORD.
18My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
4My heart grew hot within me; as I meditated, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
24If I have made gold my trust or called fine gold my security,
12Why were there knees to receive me, or breasts that I should nurse?
6Isn't your fear of God your confidence, and the integrity of your ways your hope?
2LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
3Lord, what is man that You care for him, or a son of man that You think of him?
2How have you helped the powerless and saved the arm without strength?
3For now, it is heavier than the sands of the seas; that is why my words are impulsive.
23He makes the deep boil like a pot; he stirs up the sea like a boiling ointment.
11You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
8For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
13From 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.
3Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress; incline your ear to me; on the day I call, answer me quickly.
9To You, O LORD, I call; to the Lord I plead for mercy: