Job 31:23
For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
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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.
22 The let myne arme fall fro my shulder, & myne arme holes be broken from the ioyntes.
34 Let him take his rod awaye fro me, yee let him make me nomore afrayed of him,
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?
25 For the thynge that I feared, is come vpon me: and the thynge that I was afrayed of, is happened vnto me.
26 Was I not happy? Had I not quyetnesse? Was I not in rest? And now commeth soch mysery vpon me.
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.
24 Haue I put my trust in golde? Or, haue I sayde to the fynest golde of all: thou art my cofidence?
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.
21 Withdrawe thine honde fro me, & let not the fearfull drede of the make me afrayed.
9 That he wolde begynne and smyte me: that he wolde let his honde go, & hew me downe.
10 The shulde I haue some coforte: yee I wolde desyre him in my payne, that he shulde not spare, for I will not be agaynst ye wordes of the holy one.
28 (that were a wickednesse worthy to be punyshed, for then shulde I haue denyed the God that is aboue.)
29 Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.
14 Soch feare and drede came vpo me, that all my bones shoke.
6 For whe I pondre & considre this, I am afrayed, and my flesh is smytten with feare.
7 Therfore, thou nedest not be afrayed of me, nether nedest thou to feare, that my auctorite shal be to heuy for the.
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.
1 At this my hert is astonnied, and moued out of his place.
10 I kepe sylece, and open not my mouth, for thou hast done it. Turne thy plages awaye fro me, for I am cosumed thorow the feare of thy hade.
27 Yf the wrath of the enemies were not gathered, lest their enemies shulde be proude, & might saie: Oure hande is hye, and: The LORDE hath not done all this.
11 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.
4 Myne herte paunted, I trembled for feare. The darcknesse made me fearfull in my mynde.
12 yee a fyre that vtterly shulde consume, & rote out all my substaunce.
14 Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
15 Lo, there is nether coforte ner hope for me, yf he wil slaye me. But yf I shewe and reproue myne owne wayes in his sight,
9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.
10 He hath destroyed me on euery syde, and I am vndone: My hope hath he taken awaye fro me, as it were a tre plucte vp by the rote.
27 euen whe ye thinge that ye be afrayed of, falleth in sodenly like a storme, and yor misery like a tempest: yee wha trouble and heuynesse cometh vpon you.
13 Am I able to helpe my self? Is not my strength gone fro me,
4 For the allmighty hath shott at me with his arowes, whose indignacion hath droncke vp my sprete, and ye terrible feares of God fight agaysnt me.
6 Wil he pleate agaynst me with his greate power & strength, or wyll he leane him self vtterly vpon me?
7 Oh no, let him not do so with me. But let hym geue me like power to go to lawe, then am I sure to wynne my matter.
9 For when thou thynkest to haue holde vpon him, he shall begyle the: Euery man also that seyth him, shall go backe. And why?
10 There darre none be so bolde, as to rayse him vp. Who is able to stonde before me?
22 Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
24 Sorow and carefulnesse make him afrayed, & copasse him rounde aboute, like as it were a kinge with his hoost redy to the battayll.
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.
16 Then thought I to vnderstonde this, but it was to harde for me.
16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me.
18 I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE.
20 Shall not my short life come soone to an ende? O holde the fro me, let me alone, that I maye ease myself a litle:
25 When he goeth: the mightiest off all are afrayed, and the wawes heuy.
15 Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude.
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.
11 My life is waxen olde with heuynesse, and my yeares wt mournynge.