Job 6:7
My soul refuses to touch them; they are like loathsome food to me.
My soul refuses to touch them; they are like loathsome food to me.
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful food.
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
The thinges that sometyme I might not awaye withall, are now my meate for very sorow.
Such things as my soule refused to touch, as were sorowes, are my meate.
The thinges that sometime I might not away withel, are nowe my meate for very sorowe.
The things [that] my soul refused to touch [are] as my sorrowful meat.
My soul refuses to touch them; They are as loathsome food to me.
My soul is refusing to touch! They `are' as my sickening food.
My soul refuseth to touch `them'; They are as loathsome food to me.
My soul refuseth to touch [them] ; They are as loathsome food to me.
My soul has no desire for such things, they are as disease in my food.
My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
I have refused to touch such things; they are like loathsome food to me.
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20Their life begins to loathe food, and their soul rejects even the most desirable meal.
21Their flesh wastes away so that it can no longer be seen, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.
6Can something tasteless be eaten without salt? Or is there any flavor in the white of an egg?
18They loathed all food and drew near to the gates of death.
8Oh, that my request would be granted, and that God would fulfill my hope.
9That God would be willing to crush me, to let loose His hand and cut me off!
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.
7A satisfied soul tramples on honey, but to a hungry soul, every bitter thing is sweet.
14Then I said, 'Ah, Lord God, I have never been defiled! From my youth until now, I have never eaten anything that died naturally or was torn by animals. No unclean meat has ever entered my mouth.'
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
9All day long my enemies taunt me; those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.
4For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
5My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
15I prefer strangling and death rather than this body of mine.
16I despise my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
31if those of my household have never said, ‘Who has not been satisfied with Job’s meat?’
30Is there injustice on my tongue? Can my palate not discern disaster?
11All her people groan as they search for bread; they trade their treasures for food to stay alive. "Look, LORD, and consider, for I am despised."
25While another dies in bitterness of soul, having never tasted prosperity.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
17At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
19Remember my affliction and my wandering—the bitterness and the gall.
20Surely my soul remembers and is bowed down within me.
11Therefore, I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
24My knees are weak from fasting, and my body has grown thin and gaunt.
1Woe is me, for I am like those gathering summer fruit, like those gleaning after the harvest; there is no cluster to eat, no early fig that my soul desires.
3For now, it is heavier than the sands of the seas; that is why my words are impulsive.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
3My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
18My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
24For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
27My insides are in turmoil and never sit still; days of suffering confront me.
6the person who touches any of these will be unclean until evening and must not eat any of the holy things unless he has bathed in water.
4My spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart is appalled inside me.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
21When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
9You have not handed me over to the enemy, but you have set my feet in a spacious place.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
15He has filled me with bitterness; He has made me drink wormwood.
16He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
1I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
3Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am weak; heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking with fear.
22He feels pain only in his own flesh and mourns only for himself.
6Therefore, I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.
7I am bent over and deeply bowed down; all day long I go about mourning.
6But now our appetite is gone; there’s nothing to see but this manna!
8In one month I disposed of the three shepherds. My soul was impatient with them, and their soul also loathed me.
19I called to my lovers, but they deceived me. My priests and my elders perished in the city while searching for food to revive their strength.
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.