Job 7:13
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
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3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
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?
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
3 Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids,
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
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.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
16 I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry, with carved works, with fine linen of Egypt.
17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
26 Upon this I awaked, and beheld; and my sleep was sweet unto me.
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
13 In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men,
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed;
3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
20 For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it: and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.
24 When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.
17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6 When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
2 Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
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.
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.
19 He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:
19 In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.
8 I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety.
24 For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
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.
8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
13 O 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!
19 Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
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.
13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
7 There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
40 Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from mine eyes.
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
7 I will bless the LORD, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons.