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.