Job 9:31
You would plunge me into a pit, and even my clothes would abhor me.
You would plunge me into a pit, and even my clothes would abhor me.
Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Yet You will plunge me into the pit, and my own clothes will abhor me.
Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
yet shuldest thou dyppe me in ye myre, & myne owne clothes shulde defyle me.
Yet shalt thou plunge mee in the pit, and mine owne clothes shal make me filthie.
Yet shalt thou dippe me in the myre, and mine owne clothes shal defile me.
Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes shall abhor me.
Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Then you will have me pushed into the dust, so that I will seem disgusting to my very clothing.
yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes shall abhor me.
then you plunge me into a slimy pit and my own clothes abhor me.
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28I still dread all my suffering, for I know You will not hold me innocent.
29Since I am already condemned, why should I labor in vain?
30Even if I washed myself with snow and cleansed my hands with soap,
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.
6Therefore, I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes.
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.
32For He is not a man, like me, that I might answer Him, that we might go to court together.
3You have insulted me ten times now; you are not even ashamed that you mistreat me.
5If indeed you are exalting yourselves over me and using my disgrace to argue against me,
6know then that God has wronged me and surrounded me with His net.
10They detest me and keep far from me; they do not refrain from spitting in my face.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
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.
9He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
5My body is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers.
24Why do You hide Your face and consider me as Your enemy?
3Do you fix your gaze on such a one and bring me into judgment with you?
4For you say, 'My teaching is pure, and I have been clean in your eyes.'
21Withdraw Your hand from me, and do not let Your terror frighten me.
19Will you never look away from me or leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
19All my close friends abhor me, and those I loved have turned against me.
34Let Him remove His rod from me, and let His terror not frighten me.
35Then I would speak without fear of Him, but as it now stands with me, I cannot.
8Your wrath weighs heavily upon me, and you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah.
9He has blocked my ways with cut stone; He has made my paths crooked.
8Would you indeed annul My justice? Would you condemn Me that you may be justified?
14If I sin, You watch me, and You will not acquit me of my guilt.
9To You, O LORD, I call; to the Lord I plead for mercy:
21Though I am blameless, I do not even understand myself; I despise my life.
6I will throw filth on you, treat you with contempt, and make you a spectacle.
10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
16He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has made me cower in ashes.
11My life is consumed with grief and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are wasting away.
21Why 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.
6To you they cried out and were delivered; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
13If 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!
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
7Surely I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin my mother conceived me.
19but you are cast out of your grave like a rejected branch, clothed with the slain, those pierced by the sword, who go down to the stones of the pit, like a corpse trampled underfoot.
13He has driven my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances have turned against me.
18He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
7If my steps have turned from the way, or if my heart has followed my eyes, or if any stain has clung to my hands,
10For I eat ashes as my food and mix my drink with tears.
8You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
45You have made us scum and refuse among the nations.
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.
26For You write bitter things against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.