Job 9:18
He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
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He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.
He wil not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
He will not allow me to take my breath, But fills me with bitterness.
He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
He would not let me take my breath, but I would be full of bitter grief.
He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
He does not allow me to recover my breath, for he fills me with bitterness.
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17 For He crushes me with a tempest and multiplies my wounds without cause.
15 He has filled me with bitterness; He has made me drink wormwood.
16 He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
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.
1 I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded away, and the grave is ready for me.
12 I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target.
13 His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
4 He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
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.
19 If it is a matter of strength, He is mighty! And if it is a matter of justice, who can summon Him?
19 He has cast me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
8 He has blocked my path so I cannot pass; He has shrouded my ways with darkness.
9 He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
3 as long as my breath remains in me and the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
19 Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
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.
2 How long will you torment my soul and crush me with words?
22 You lift me up and make me ride on the wind; You dissolve me in the storm.
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.
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.
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
7 Surely now, God has worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.
8 You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
9 His anger tears at me, and he hates me; he gnashes his teeth at me. My adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
19 Who can contend with me? For now, if I am silent, I will perish.
19 Remember my affliction and my wandering—the bitterness and the gall.
15 I prefer strangling and death rather than this body of mine.
24 For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
9 He has blocked my ways with cut stone; He has made my paths crooked.
4 Is my complaint directed to a man? Why then should my spirit not be impatient?
18 Why then did You bring me out of the womb? I wish I had died and no eye had seen me.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
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.
18 My grief is beyond healing; my heart is faint within me.
9 That God would be willing to crush me, to let loose His hand and cut me off!
10 It 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.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of suffering seize hold of me.
20 Are not my days few? Leave me alone, so I may have a moment of relief.
10 I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
28 I still dread all my suffering, for I know You will not hold me innocent.
2 Even today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
18 The Lord has disciplined me severely, but He has not given me over to death.
11 His anger burns against me, and He counts me as one of His enemies.
19 A person is also chastened with pain on their bed and continual aching in their bones.
20 Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter in soul?