Job 7:12
Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
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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.
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
18And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
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.
4As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
3For thou hadst cast me into the deep, in the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about: all thy billows and thy waves passed over me.
4Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
5The waters compassed me about, even to the soul: the depth closed me round about, the weeds were wrapped about my head.
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
14And makest men as the fishes of the sea, as the creeping things, that have no ruler over them?
13Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
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.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
6That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
7Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
16For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
17Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
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!
7Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
16Hast thou entered into the springs of the sea? or hast thou walked in the search of the depth?
8Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
7He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
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!
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
20Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
16For now thou numberest my steps: dost thou not watch over my sin?
4Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
3And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
13That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?
1Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
7I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.
3Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed vile in your sight?
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
22Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
22Then call thou, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer thou 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.
15Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.