Job 6:3

Bishops' Bible (1568)

For nowe it woulde be heauier then the sande of the sea: and this is the cause, that my wordes fayle me.

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Referenced Verses

  • Prov 27:3 : 3 The stone is heauie, and the sande wayghtie: but a fooles wrath is heauier then them both.
  • Matt 11:28 : 28 Come vnto me all ye that labour sore, and are laden, and I wyll ease you.
  • Job 23:2 : 2 Though my talke be this day in bitternesse, and my plague greater then my groning.
  • Job 37:19-20 : 19 Teache vs what we shall saye vnto him: for we are vnmeete to frame our talke because of darkenesse. 20 Shall it be tolde him what I saye? Shall man speake when he shalbe destroyed?
  • Ps 40:5 : 5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in God: and turned not vnto the proude, and to such as decline to lyes.
  • Ps 77:4 : 4 Thou dydst kepe the watche of mine eies: I was amased & coulde not speake.

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  • Job 6:1-2
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    1But Iob aunswered, and sayde:

    2O that my complaynt were truely wayed, and my punishment layde in the balaunces together:

  • 4For the arrowes of the almightie are vpon me, the poyson therof hath drunke vp my spirite, and the terrible feares of God are set against me.

  • Job 3:24-25
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    24For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:

    25For the thing that I feared is come vpon me, and the thing that I was afrayde of is happened vnto me,

  • Job 6:7-11
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    7The thinges that sometime I might not away withel, are nowe my meate for very sorowe.

    8O that I might haue my desire, and that God woulde graunt me the thing that I long for:

    9O that God would begin and smite me, that he would let his hand go and take me cleane away:

    10Then shoulde I haue some comfort, yea I woulde desire him in my payne that he would not spare, for I wil not be against the wordes of the holy one.

    11For what powre haue I to endure? And what is myne end, that my soule might be patient?

  • Lam 3:6-7
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    6He hath set me in darknesse, as they that be dead for euer.

    7He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, and hath layde heauie linkes vpon me.

  • 23O that my wordes were now written, O that they were put in a booke,

  • 16Therfore is my soule now powred out vpon me, and the dayes of my trouble haue taken hold vpon me.

  • 20Shall it be tolde him what I saye? Shall man speake when he shalbe destroyed?

  • 4And my spirite is ouerwhelmed within me: and my heart is desolate in the midst of me.

  • Job 16:6-7
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    6For all my wordes my sorowe wyll not ceasse: And though I holde my tongue, what am I eased?

    7But now that God hath sent me aduersitie, thou hast troubled al my congregation.

  • 6Know this then, that it is God which hath ouerthrowe me, and hath compassed me with his net.

  • 19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like asshes and dust.

  • 13Is it not so that there is in me no helpe? & that my substaunce is taken from me?

  • 2Though my talke be this day in bitternesse, and my plague greater then my groning.

  • Lam 3:16-18
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    16He hath smitten my teeth in peeces with stones, and roulled me in the dust.

    17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.

    18I thought in my selfe, I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the Lorde.

  • 4For my manyfolde wickednes is gone ouer my head: and like a sore burthen is to heauie for me to beare.

  • 11He hath marred my wayes, and broken me in peeces, he hath layde me waste altogether.

  • Job 7:11-12
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    11Therfore I wil not spare my mouth, but I will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my mynde.

    12Am I a sea or a whale fish, that thou kepest me so in prison?

  • 18He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitternesse.

  • 23For I haue euer feared the vengeaunce and punishment of God, and knewe very well that I was not able to beare his burthen.

  • 19What is he that wyll go to lawe with me? if I now holde my tongue I dye.

  • 3Thou haddest cast me downe into the deepe, into the middest of the sea, and the floods compassed me about: all thy billowes and waues passed ouer me.

  • 36Yet will I take it vpon my shoulder, & as a garlande binde it about my head.

  • 6My dayes passe ouer more spedyly then a weauers shuttle, and are spent without hope.

  • 9He hath stopped vp my wayes with foure squared stones, and made my pathes crooked.

  • Lam 3:53-54
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    53They haue put downe my life into a pit, and they haue cast stones vpon me.

    54They haue powred water vpon my head: then thought I, nowe am I vndone.

  • 18For I am full of matter, and the spirite within me compelleth me.

  • 13From aboue hath he sent downe a fire into my bones, and it burneth them cruelly: he hath layde a net for my feete, and throwen me wyde open, he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournyng.

  • 9The measure of it is longer then the earth, and broder then the sea.

  • 2How long wyll ye vexe my soule, and trouble me with wordes?

  • 10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.

  • 11My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,

  • 15My strength is dried vp like a potsheard, & my tongue cleaueth to my gummes: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

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    6I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.

  • 20Are not my dayes fewe? Let him then leaue of fro me, and let me a lone, that I may comfort my selfe a litle,

  • 12For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me.

  • 13His archers compasse me rounde about, he woundeth my raines, and doth not spare, my bowels hath he powred vpon the grounde.

  • 11Shouldest thou then see no darknesse? shoulde not the water fludde run ouer thee?