Job 17:7

Coverdale Bible (1535)

My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 16:16 : 16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.
  • Ps 6:7 : 7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
  • Ps 31:9-9 : 9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme. 10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.
  • Ps 109:23 : 23 My knees are weake thorow fastinge, my flesh is dried vp for want of fatnesse.
  • Eccl 6:12 : 12 For who knoweth what is good for man lyuynge, in ye dayes of his vayne life, which is but a shadowe? Or, who wil tell a man, what shal happen after him vnder the Sonne?
  • Lam 5:17 : 17 Therfore oure hert is full of heuynesse, & oure eyes dymme:
  • Job 16:8 : 8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Ps 6:7
    83%

    7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.

  • Job 16:15-16
    2 verses
    81%

    15 I haue sowed a sack cloth vpon my skynne, and lye with my strength in the dust.

    16 My face is swolle with wepinge, & myne eyes are waxen dymne.

  • Ps 31:9-11
    3 verses
    79%

    9 Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.

    10 Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

    11 My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.

  • Ps 38:10
    78%

    10 My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.

  • Job 17:6
    78%

    6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.

  • Job 7:6-8
    3 verses
    78%

    6 my dayes passe ouer more spedely, the a weeuer can weeue out his webbe, and are gone, or I am awarre.

    7 O remembre, that my life is but a wynde, ad that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures

    8 therof yee and that none other mans eye shall se me eny more. For yf thou fasten thine eyes vpon me, I come to naught like

  • Ps 102:11
    77%

    11 My dayes are gone like a shadowe, and I am wythered like grasse.

  • Lam 5:17
    76%

    17 Therfore oure hert is full of heuynesse, & oure eyes dymme:

  • Ps 38:17
    76%

    17 I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.

  • Job 16:20
    75%

    20 My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.

  • Ps 88:9
    75%

    9 My sight fayleth for very trouble: LORDE, I call daylie vpo the, and stretch out my hondes vnto the.

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    75%

    3 For the enemie persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my life downe to the grounde, he layeth me in the darcknesse, as the deed men of the worlde.

    4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

  • Lam 3:51
    75%

    51 Myne eye breaketh my herte, because of all the doughters of my cite.

  • Job 16:7-8
    2 verses
    75%

    7 And now that I am full of payne, and all that I haue destroied

    8 (wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.

  • Lam 1:16
    75%

    16 Therfore do I wepe, and myne eyes gusshe out of water: for the coforter that shulde quycken me, is farre fro me. My children are dryuen awaye, for why? the enemie hath gotten the ouer honde.

  • Ps 38:6
    75%

    6 I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.

  • Job 17:11-13
    3 verses
    74%

    11 My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,

    12 chaunginge the night in to daye, & ye light in to darcknes.

    13 Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I must make my bed in the darcke.

  • Jer 8:18
    74%

    18 Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:

  • Job 17:1-2
    2 verses
    74%

    1 My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.

    2 I haue disceaued no man, yet must myne eye cotinue in heuynesse

  • Lam 1:20-22
    3 verses
    74%

    20 Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.

    21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.

    22 From the shall come all their aduersite: thou shalt plucke them awaye, eue as thou hast plucked me, because of all my wickednesse. For my sorow is very greate, and my herte is heuy.

  • Job 23:17
    74%

    17 Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.

  • Job 30:16
    74%

    16 Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.

  • Isa 38:12
    73%

    12 Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.

  • Job 30:31
    73%

    31 my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.

  • Lam 1:12-13
    2 verses
    73%

    12 O ye all that go fore by, beholde and se, yf there be eny sorowe like vnto myne, wherwith the LORDE hath troubled me, in the daye of his fearefull wrath.

    13 From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.

  • Lam 3:4
    73%

    4 My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    73%

    14 I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.

    15 My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.

  • Isa 38:15
    73%

    15 What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?

  • Ps 77:4
    73%

    4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,

  • Ps 119:82
    73%

    82 Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me?

  • Ps 73:21
    73%

    21 Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.

  • Ps 102:5
    73%

    5 For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.

  • Lam 3:6
    73%

    6 He hath set me in darcknesse, as they that be deed for euer.

  • Job 7:3
    72%

    3 Euen so haue I laboured whole monethes longe (but in vayne) and many a carefull night haue I tolde.

  • Lam 3:49
    72%

    49 Myne eyes runne, and can not ceasse, for there is no rest.

  • Ps 69:3
    72%

    3 I am weery of crienge, my throte is drye, my sight fayleth me, for waytinge so longe vpon my God.