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