Job 7:11
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.
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.
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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.
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
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.
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.
19 Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
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.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
16 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
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?
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
2 Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
2 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
20 I will speak, that I may be refreshed: I will open my lips and answer.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
7 There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
13 That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?
6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
13 From above hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them: he hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: he hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
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.
21 They 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.
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
20 Shall it be told him that I speak? if a man speak, surely he shall be swallowed up.
9 I will bear the indignation of the LORD, because I have sinned against him, until he plead my cause, and execute judgment for me: he will bring me forth to the light, and I shall behold his righteousness.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
30 Neither have I suffered my mouth to sin by wishing a curse to his soul.