Job 6:13
[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
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9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Then 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.
11What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong my life?
12[Is] my strength the strength of stones? or [is] my flesh of brass?
14¶ To him that is afflicted pity [should be shewed] from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
20[Are] not my days few? cease [then, and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
6Will he plead against me with [his] great power? No; but he would put [strength] in me.
2How hast thou helped [him that is] without power? [how] savest thou the arm [that hath] no strength?
6Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but [there is] no judgment.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
4As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
2Yea, whereto [might] the strength of their hands [profit] me, in whom old age was perished?
20¶ Whence then cometh wisdom? and where [is] the place of understanding?
11¶ Be not far from me; for trouble [is] near; for [there is] none to help.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
23Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
15And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
19If [I speak] of strength, lo, [he is] strong: and if of judgment, who shall set me a time [to plead]?
12But where shall wisdom be found? and where [is] the place of understanding?
12[Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
2For thou [art] the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown [from] my head.
13With him [is] wisdom and strength, he hath counsel and understanding.
13Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom: God thrusteth him down, not man.
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.
6¶ Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and [though] I forbear, what am I eased?
7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
13From 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.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
4¶ I looked on [my] right hand, and beheld, but [there was] no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I [am] desolate and afflicted.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
8Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?
6[Is] not [this] thy fear, thy confidence, thy hope, and the uprightness of thy ways?
6That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
20My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out [tears] unto God.
22[Then] let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
19Will he esteem thy riches? [no], not gold, nor all the forces of strength.