Job 19:23
Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
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24That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
35Oh that one would hear me! behold, my desire is, that the Almighty would answer me, and that mine adversary had written a book.
36Surely I would take it upon my shoulder, and bind it as a crown to me.
8Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
2Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
3Oh that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat!
4I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.
5I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
2Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
5O that my ways were directed to keep thy statutes!
2Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me;
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
8Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book, that it may be for the time to come for ever and ever:
1Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
2How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
5But oh that God would speak, and open his lips against thee;
19Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
20My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
36My desire is that Job may be tried unto the end because of his answers for wicked men.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
9Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay.
9He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
15Behold, they say unto me, Where is the word of the LORD? let it come now.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
16For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.
17For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
2Thus speaketh the LORD God of Israel, saying, Write thee all the words that I have spoken unto thee in a book.
9Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
22For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
11He putteth my feet in the stocks, he marketh all my paths.
7There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
26For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possess the iniquities of my youth.
19But I was like a lamb or an ox that is brought to the slaughter; and I knew not that they had devised devices against me, saying, Let us destroy the tree with the fruit thereof, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
19But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
17I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
20Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
1My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
22Then let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
28But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.