Job 10:1
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I am disgusted with my life; I will give voice to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
it greueth my soule to lyue. Neuerthelesse, now will I put forth my wordes: I wil speake out of the very heuynesse off my soule,
My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, & wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
My soule is cut of though I lyue, I wil powre out my coplaynte against my selfe, and will speake out of the very heauinesse of my soule.
¶ My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
"My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is tired of life; I will let my sad thoughts go free in words; my soul will make a bitter outcry.
"My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
An Appeal for Revelation“I am weary of my life; I will complain without restraint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
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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.
12Am I a sea, or a monster, that you set a watch over me?
13When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint,'
2I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why You contend with me.
15What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
4As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
18He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and console myself:
28I am afraid of all my sorrows; I know that You will not hold me innocent.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
2Even today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
3For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
15so that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.
16I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I keep silent, I shall die.
3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to the grave.
2I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed Him my trouble.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10Then I should still have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow. Let him not spare, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let happen to me what will.
14Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
15Though he slays me, yet will I trust in him; but I will defend my own ways before him.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
2As God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has troubled my soul;
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
2How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
6Though I speak, my grief is not eased; and though I forbear, what am I relieved?
7But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
3Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beg you, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.
3My soul is also greatly troubled: but You, O LORD, how long?
2How long will you vex my soul and break me in pieces with words?
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
10I said in the prime of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the rest of my years.
2Attend to me, and hear me; I mourn in my complaint and make a noise,
20Why is light given to him who is in misery, and life to the bitter in soul;
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
9I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
18Why then have You brought me forth out of the womb? Oh, that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
22Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
3I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.
11Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise Him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
5Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.