Job 16:5
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
6Though 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.
8And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
1Then answered and said,
2I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
3Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
4I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
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.
4I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.
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.
2Hear diligently my speech, and let this be your consolations.
20I will speak, that I may be refreshed: I will open my lips and answer.
5But oh that God would speak, and open his lips against thee;
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.
2How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
28My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
20Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
11Are the consolations of God small with thee? is there any secret thing with thee?
5O that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
6Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
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.
16For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desote, because the enemy prevailed.
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.
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
16Yea, my reins shall rejoice, when thy lips speak right things.
2If we assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? but who can withhold himself from speaking?
4As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
5Mark me, and be astonished, and lay your hand upon your mouth.
25How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
50This is my comfort in my affliction: for thy word hath quickened me.
16Even so would he have removed thee out of the strait into a broad place, where there is no straitness; and that which should be set on thy table should be full of fatness.
15If I say, I will speak thus; behold, I should offend against the generation of thy children.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
2Behold, now I have opened my mouth, my tongue hath spoken in my mouth.
3My words shall be of the uprightness of my heart: and my lips shall utter knowledge clearly.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.
34How then comfort ye me in vain, seeing in your answers there remaineth falsehood?
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
13That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?
21O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.