Job 21:4
As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
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11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
3 Suffer me that I may speak; and after that I have spoken, mock on.
19 Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
39 Wherefore doth a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins?
2 Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
13 Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
10 Then 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.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
20 I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
13 That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
14 What then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him?
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
19 If I speak of strength, lo, he is strong: and if of judgment, who shall set me a time to plead?
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
20 Shall it be told him that I speak? if a man speak, surely he shall be swallowed up.
7 There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
17 Shall mortal man be more just than God? shall a man be more pure than his maker?
5 Mark me, and be astonished, and lay your hand upon your mouth.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
2 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
4 I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.
5 I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.
14 How much less shall I answer him, and choose out my words to reason with him?
38 If my land cry against me, or that the furrows likewise thereof complain;
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
8 I would seek unto God, and unto God would I commit my cause:
2 As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;
3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
8 Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?
32 For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, and we should come together in judgment.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
5 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
9 Will God hear his cry when trouble cometh upon him?
3 Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed vile in your sight?
7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
3 I have heard the check of my reproach, and the spirit of my understanding causeth me to answer.
1 I am the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.