Job 6:10
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.
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.
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8¶ Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
18Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20[Are] not my days few? cease [then, and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
11What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong my life?
5[But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage [your grief].
6¶ Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and [though] I forbear, what am I eased?
13¶ Hold 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?
15Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
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.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort [myself]:
28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
5I would know the words [which] he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.
6Will he plead against me with [his] great power? No; but he would put [strength] in me.
7There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in 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.
2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
19Who [is] he [that] will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
4As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
6Should I lie against my right? my wound [is] incurable without transgression.
13[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
14¶ To him that is afflicted pity [should be shewed] from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
34Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
35[Then] would I speak, and not fear him; but [it is] not so with me.
1¶ But Job answered and said,
2Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
4For 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.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
13O 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!
23For destruction [from] God [was] a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
5God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.
6My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach [me] so long as I live.
15Whom, though I were righteous, [yet] would I not answer, [but] I would make supplication to my judge.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
15If I be wicked, woe unto me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
16For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, [neither] hath he covered the darkness from my face.
15What 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.
8I would seek unto God, and unto God would I commit my cause:
10Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
27Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; [though] my reins be consumed within me.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this [is] a grief, and I must bear it.
3Oh that I knew where I might find him! [that] I might come [even] to his seat!
16I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
36Surely I would take it upon my shoulder, [and] bind it [as] a crown to me.