Job 7:16
I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
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15So that my soul chooseth strangling, [and] death rather than my life.
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,
17¶ Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun [is] grievous unto me: for all [is] vanity and vexation of spirit.
18Yea, I hated all my labour which I had taken under the sun: because I should leave it unto the man that shall be after me.
1¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for 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.
3Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beseech thee, my life from me; for [it is] better for me to die than to live.
3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4When 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.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7¶ O remember that my life [is] wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
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!
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?
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.
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
10I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, [even] the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day [even] to night wilt thou make an end of me.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
17¶ What [is] man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
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!
14If a man die, shall he live [again]? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.
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.
22When a few years are come, then I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
4LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it [is; that] I may know how frail I [am].
5Behold, thou hast made my days [as] an handbreadth; and mine age [is] as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state [is] altogether vanity. Selah.
21[Though] I [were] perfect, [yet] would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.
19How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20I 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?
21And 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].
15All [things] have I seen in the days of my vanity: there is a just [man] that perisheth in his righteousness, and there is a wicked [man] that prolongeth [his life] in his wickedness.
7But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
4Man is like to vanity: his days [are] as a shadow that passeth away.
24I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my days: thy years [are] throughout all generations.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
4As for me, [is] my complaint to man? and if [it were so], why should not my spirit be troubled?
21Which long for death, but it [cometh] not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
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.
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
8But if a man live many years, [and] rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh [is] vanity.
5Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take [it]; yea, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.