Job 3:26
Was I not happy? Had I not quyetnesse? Was I not in rest? And now commeth soch mysery vpon me.
Was I not happy? Had I not quyetnesse? Was I not in rest? And now commeth soch mysery vpon me.
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24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
25 For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
13 Then shulde I now haue lyen still, I shulde haue slepte, and bene at rest:
26 Yet neuerthelesse where as I loked for good, euell happened vnto me: and where as I waited for light, there came darcknesse.
27 My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.
2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.
3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,
16 Whe I heare this, my body is vexed, my lippes tremble at ye voyce therof, my bones corruppe, I am afrayed where I stonde. O that I might rest in the daye of trouble, that I might go vp vnto oure people, which are alredy prepared.
15 This is ye cause, that I shrenke at his presence, so that when I considre him, I am afrayed of him.
16 For in so moch as he is God, he maketh my herte soft: and seynge that he is Allmightie, he putteth me in feare.
17 Thus can not I get out of darcknesse, the cloude hath so couered my face.
16 O that I vtterly had no beynge, or were as a thige borne out of tyme (that is put asyde) ether as yonge children, which neuer sawe the light.
17 There must the wicked ceasse from their tyranny, there soch as are ouerlaboured, be at rest:
23 For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
12 I was somtyme in wealth, but sodenly hath he brought me to naught. He hath taken me by the neck, he hath rente me, and set me, as it were a marck for him to shute at.
4 Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.
5 And I sayde: O that I had wynges like a doue, that I might fle somwhere, and be at rest.
3 The snares of death copased me rounde aboute, the paynes of hell gat holde vpon me,
17 My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.
3 With this, the raynes of my backe were ful of payne: Panges came vpon me, as vpon a woman in hir trauayle. When I herde it, I was abasshed: and whe I loked vp, I was afrayde.
4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
14 Soch feare and drede came vpo me, that all my bones shoke.
11 O go not fro me the, for trouble is harde at honde, and here is none to helpe me.
2 And so I shut my mouth, whyle the vngodly layed wayte for me.
3 I wil not come within the tabernacle of my house, ner clymme vp i to my bedde.
25 Thou neddest not to be afrayed of eny sodane feare, nether for the violent russhinge in of the vngodly, when it commeth.
28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
17 He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
34 For yf I had feared eny greate multitude of people: Or yf I had bene dispysed of ye symple, Oh then shulde I haue bene afrayed. Thus haue I quyetly spent my lyfe, and not gone out at ye dore.
1 Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
3 Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
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.
3 I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.
1 I am the ma, that (thorow the rodd of his wrath) haue experiece of misery.
3 For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.
15 We loked for peace, and we fayre not the better, we wayted for the tyme of health, and lo, here is nothinge but trouble.
3 In so moch as thou thoughtest thus (when thou wast writinge) Wo is me, the LORDE hath geuen me payne for my trauayle: I haue weeried my self wt sighinge, and shall I fynde no rest?
6 For whe I pondre & considre this, I am afrayed, and my flesh is smytten with feare.
13 When I thynke: my bedd shall comforte me, I shall haue some refresshinge by talkynge with myself vpon my couche:
5 Sela I layed me downe and slepte, but I rose vp agayne, for the LORDE susteyned me.
5 sawe a dreame, which made me afrayed: ad thoughtes that I had vpo my bed, with the visions of myne heade, troubled me.
1 At this my hert is astonnied, and moued out of his place.
33 But who so harkeneth vnto me, shal dwell safely, and haue ynough without eny feare of euell.
15 Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.
35 and then shal I answere him without eny feare. For as longe as I am in soch fearfulnesse, I can make no answere: And why?
3 There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes.
8 I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.
16 Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
40 On the daye tyme the heate cosumed me, and the frost on the night, and my slepe departed fro myne eyes.