Job 7:6

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

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  • Job 9:25 : 25 My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away and do not see any good.
  • Job 17:15 : 15 then where is my hope? And who can see any hope for me?
  • Job 17:11 : 11 My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.
  • Isa 38:12-13 : 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.
  • 1 Pet 1:24 : 24 For, "All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls off,
  • Isa 40:6-7 : 6 A voice says, 'Cry out.' And I said, 'What shall I cry?' All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field. 7 The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are like grass.
  • Jer 2:25 : 25 Keep your feet from going bare and your throat from thirst. But you said, ‘It’s hopeless! I love foreigners, and I will follow them.’
  • Eph 2:12 : 12 were at that time separated from Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers to the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world.
  • Jas 1:11 : 11 For the sun rises with its scorching heat, and withers the grass; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. In the same way, the rich person will fade away in the midst of his pursuits.
  • Jas 4:14 : 14 Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
  • 1 Pet 1:13 : 13 Therefore, prepare your minds for action, be sober-minded, and set your hope completely on the grace to be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
  • Job 6:11 : 11 What is my strength, that I should hope? What is my end, that I should prolong my life?
  • Job 13:15 : 15 Though He slay me, yet I will hope in Him. Nevertheless, I will defend my ways before Him.
  • Job 16:22 : 22 For only a few years will come, and the path I take will never return.
  • Ps 90:5-6 : 5 You sweep them away like a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that springs up in the morning— 6 In the morning it flourishes and grows, but by evening it withers and dries up.
  • Ps 102:11 : 11 Because of your wrath and indignation, for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.
  • Ps 103:15-16 : 15 As for man, his days are like grass, he blooms like a flower of the field. 16 The wind blows over it, and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.
  • Ps 144:4 : 4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
  • Prov 14:32 : 32 The wicked are brought down by their own evil, but the righteous take refuge when they die.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Job 7:7-8
    2 verses
    82%

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

    8The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.

  • Job 9:25-26
    2 verses
    80%

    25My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away and do not see any good.

    26They pass by like reed boats, like an eagle swooping down on its prey.

  • Job 7:3-5
    3 verses
    79%

    3so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

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

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

  • Isa 38:10-12
    3 verses
    78%

    10I said, "In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years."

    11I said, "I will not see the LORD, the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on humanity or be with those who dwell in the world of the dead."

    12My 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.

  • 15then where is my hope? And who can see any hope for me?

  • 11My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.

  • 11What is my strength, that I should hope? What is my end, that I should prolong my life?

  • 11Because of your wrath and indignation, for you have lifted me up and thrown me aside.

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

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

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

  • 18So I say, 'My strength is gone, and so is my hope from the LORD.'

  • 47How long, LORD? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath keep burning like fire?

  • 10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.

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

  • 5LORD, let me know my end and the number of my days, so I may understand how fleeting my life is.

  • 10He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.

  • 4Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

  • Job 14:1-2
    2 verses
    73%

    1Man, born of a woman, is short-lived and full of trouble.

    2He springs up like a flower and withers away; he flees like a shadow and does not endure.

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

  • 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.

  • 14Their confidence is easily cut off, and their trust is like a spider's web.

  • 9All our days pass away under your wrath; we finish our years with a sigh.

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

  • 23when peoples and kingdoms gather together to serve the LORD.

  • 7Surely, man goes about as a shadow; surely, they make an uproar over nothing; he heaps up wealth, not knowing who will gather it.

  • Job 30:15-16
    2 verses
    71%

    15Terrors are turned upon me; they pursue my dignity like the wind, and my salvation has vanished like a cloud.

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

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

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

  • 13Indeed, there is no help in me, and ability has been driven from me.

  • 23I am fading away like a shadow at sunset; I am shaken off like a locust.

  • 28So man wastes away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.

  • Job 16:15-16
    2 verses
    71%

    15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin and buried my strength in the dust.

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

  • 20From morning to evening they are broken to pieces; without anyone noticing, they perish forever.

  • 9for we were only born yesterday and know nothing, and our days on earth are but a shadow.

  • 3For now, it is heavier than the sands of the seas; that is why my words are impulsive.

  • 4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.

  • 20My tent is destroyed, and all its ropes are broken. My children have left me—they are no more. There is no one to pitch my tent or set up my curtains.

  • 70%

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

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

  • 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.