Job 23:16
For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
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14 For he performeth the thing that is appointed for me: and many such things are with him.
15 Therefore am I troubled at his presence: when I consider, I am afraid of him.
23 For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither hath he covered the darkness from my face.
4 My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me.
4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
1 At this also my heart trembleth, and is moved out of his place.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
14 Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake.
15 Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:
6 Even when I remember I am afraid, and trembling taketh hold on my flesh.
25 For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
26 I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
24 Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
34 Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
11 He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
2 As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment; and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul;
3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
4 Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
21 Withdraw thine hand far from me: and let not thy dread make me afraid.
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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.
6 Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
20 Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
7 Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, neither shall my hand be heavy upon thee.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
15 What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
23 He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
8 He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.
9 He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.