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!
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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!
19 I 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,
11 What [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].
14 Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
15 Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.
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.
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.
5 I would know the words [which] he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.
6 Will he plead against me with [his] great power? No; but he would put [strength] in me.
7 There 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.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
19 Who [is] he [that] will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
4 As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
6 Should 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.
34 Let 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,
2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
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.
3 Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
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!
23 For destruction [from] God [was] a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.
5 God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me.
6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart shall not reproach [me] so long as I live.
15 Whom, though I were righteous, [yet] would I not answer, [but] I would make supplication to my judge.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
15 If 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;
16 For God maketh my heart soft, and the Almighty troubleth me:
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, [neither] hath he covered the darkness from my face.
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.
8 I would seek unto God, and unto God would I commit my cause:
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; [though] my reins be consumed within me.
19 Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this [is] a grief, and I must bear it.
3 Oh that I knew where I might find him! [that] I might come [even] to his seat!
16 I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
36 Surely I would take it upon my shoulder, [and] bind it [as] a crown to me.