Job 9:18

Coverdale Bible (1535)

He will not let my sprete be in rest, but fylleth me wt bytternesse.

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Referenced Verses

  • Job 7:19 : 19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?
  • Lam 3:15 : 15 He hath fylled me with bytternesse, & geuen me wormwod to drynke.
  • Lam 3:18-19 : 18 I thought in my self: I am vndone, there is no hope for me in the LORDE. 19 O remembre yet my mysery and my trouble, the wormwod and the gall.
  • Heb 12:11 : 11 No maner chastisynge for the present tyme semeth to be ioyous, but greuous: neuertheles afterwarde it bringeth the quyete frute of righteousnes, vnto them which are exercysed therby.
  • Job 3:20 : 20 Wherfore is the light geuen, to him that is in mysery? and life vnto them, that haue heuy hertes?
  • Job 27:2 : 2 As truly as God lyueth (which hath taken awaye my power fro me) & the Allmightie, that hath vexed my mynde:
  • Ps 39:13 : 13 Oh spare me a litle, that I maye refresh myself, before I go hence, and be nomore sene.
  • Ps 88:7 : 7 Sela. Thou hast put awaye myne acquataunce farre fro me, & made me to be abhorred of them:
  • Ps 88:15-18 : 15 My strength is gone for very sorow and misery, with fearfulnesse do I beare thy burthens. 16 Thy wroth full displeasure goeth ouer me, the feare of the oppresseth me. 17 They come rounde aboute me daylie like water, and compase me together on euery syde. 18 My louers and fredes hast thou put awaye fro me, and turned awaye myne acquantaunce.
  • Lam 3:3 : 3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • 17 he troubleth me so with the tempest, and woundeth me out of measure without a cause.

  • Lam 3:15-16
    2 verses
    79%

    15 He hath fylled me with bytternesse, & geuen me wormwod to drynke.

    16 He hath smytten my teth in peces, & rolled me in the dust.

  • 11 Therfore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my sprete, in ye bytternesse of my mynde will I talke.

  • 1 it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,

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

  • Job 16:12-14
    3 verses
    76%

    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.

    13 He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.

    14 He hath geue me one wounde vpon another, and is falle vpon me like a giaunte.

  • Lam 3:4-7
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    75%

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

    5 He hath buylded rounde aboute me, & closed me in with gall and trauayle.

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

    7 He hath so hedged me in, that I can not get out, & hath layed heuy lynckes vpon me.

  • 19 Yf men will speake of strength, he is the stogest of all: yf me will speake of rightousnes, who darre be my recorde?

  • 19 I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.

  • Job 19:8-9
    2 verses
    74%

    8 He hath hedged vp my path, I ca not get awaye, he hath set darcknesse in my gate.

    9 He hath spoyled me of myne honoure, & taken the crowne awaye fro my heade.

  • 3 My lippes shall talke of no vanite, and my tonge shal speake no disceate,

  • 19 Why goest thou not fro me, ner lettest me alone, so longe till I swalow downe my spetle?

  • Ps 143:3-4
    2 verses
    74%

    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.

  • 2 How loge wil ye vexe my mynde, & trouble me with wordes?

  • 22 In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall.

  • 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?

  • 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 He hath marred my wayes, and broke me in peces, he hath layed me waist altogether.

  • Job 16:7-9
    3 verses
    73%

    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.

    9 He is angrie at me, he hateth me, and gnassheth vpon me with his teth. Myne enemy skouleth vpon me with his eyes.

  • 19 What is he, that will go to lawe with me? For yf I holde my tonge, I shal dye.

  • 19 O remembre yet my mysery and my trouble, the wormwod and the gall.

  • 15 that my soule wyssheth rather to be hanged, and my bones to be deed.

  • 24 This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.

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

  • 4 Is it with a man, that I make this disputacio? Which yf it were so, shulde not my sprete be the in sore trouble?

  • 18 Wherfore hast thou brought me out of my mothers wombe? O that I had perished, & that no eye had sene 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.

  • 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.

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

  • Job 6:9-10
    2 verses
    72%

    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.

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

  • 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:

  • 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.

  • 28 then am I afrayed of all my workes, for I knowe, thou fauourest not an euell doer.

  • 2 My sayenge is yet this daye in bytternes, and my hande heuy amonge my groninges.

  • 18 The LORDE hath chastened & correcte me, but he hath not geuen me ouer vnto death.

  • 11 His wrath is kyndled agaynst me, he taketh me, as though I were his enemy.

  • 19 he chasteneth him with sicknesse, & bringeth him to his bed: he laieth sore punyshmet vpo his bones,

  • 20 Wherfore is the light geuen, to him that is in mysery? and life vnto them, that haue heuy hertes?