Job 7:3

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so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 6:6 : 6 For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
  • Ps 39:5 : 5 LORD, let me know my end and the number of my days, so I may understand how fleeting my life is.
  • Eccl 1:14 : 14 I have seen all the deeds that are done under the sun; they are all meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
  • Job 16:7 : 7 Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
  • Job 29:2 : 2 Oh, that I were as in the months gone by, as in the days when God watched over me,

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Job 7:4-7
    4 verses
    84%

    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.

    5 My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.

    6 My days pass more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

    7 Remember that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see good again.

  • Job 7:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

    1 Isn't human life on earth like hard labor and their days like those of a hired worker?

    2 Like a servant longing for shade, and like a hired worker waiting for his wages,

  • 7 Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.

  • Lam 3:5-7
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    5 He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.

    6 He has made me dwell in dark places, like those long dead.

    7 He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed down my chains.

  • Ps 6:6-7
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    6 For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?

    7 I am worn out from my groaning; all night long I drench my bed with tears and flood my couch with weeping.

  • 40 This was my situation: The heat consumed me in the daytime, and the cold at night, and sleep fled from my eyes.

  • Job 3:6-7
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    6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize it; let it not be joined to the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.

    7 Behold, let that night be barren; let no joyful voice enter it.

  • Job 7:11-13
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    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.

    12 Am I the sea, or a sea monster, that you put me under guard?

    13 When I think my bed will comfort me, and my couch will ease my complaint,

  • Job 30:16-17
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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.

  • 23 All their days are full of sorrow, and their work is filled with grief; even at night their mind does not rest. This too is meaningless.

  • 16 I despise my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.

  • Job 17:11-13
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    11 My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.

    12 They make night into day: ‘The light is near,’ they say, in the presence of darkness.

    13 If I hope for Sheol as my home, and I make my bed in darkness,

  • 20 Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.

  • Job 17:6-7
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    6 He has made me a byword among the peoples, and I have become one at whom they spit.

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

  • Lam 3:1-3
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    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.

  • 3 Let the day perish on which I was born, and the night that said, 'A man is conceived.'

  • Isa 38:12-13
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    72%

    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.

  • 20 Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter in soul?

  • 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.

  • Job 7:20-21
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    20 If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you who see everything we do? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a burden to you?

    21 Why do you not pardon my offenses and forgive my sins? For I will soon lie down in the dust; you will search for me, but I will be no more.

  • 14 For I am stricken all day long and chastened every morning.

  • 3 when His lamp shone upon my head, and I walked by His light through the darkness.

  • 1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.

  • 11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.

  • 16 Or why was I not like a stillborn child, like infants who never saw the light?

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    70%

    3 For the enemy has pursued me, crushing my life to the ground and making me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.

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

  • 17 Yet I am not silenced by the darkness or by the deep gloom that covers my face.

  • 13 For now I would have lain down and been quiet; I would have slept, then I would be at rest.

  • 9 Let the stars of its dawn be dark; let it hope for light but have none, nor see the eyelids of the morning.

  • 13 If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If you would set me a time and then remember me!

  • 19 He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.