Job 13:14
Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hands?
Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
Wherfore do I beare my flesh in my teth, and my soule in myne hondes?
Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
Wherefore do I beare my fleshe in my teeth, and put my soule in myne handes?
Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
Why do I put myself in peril, and take my life in my hands?
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15Though he slays me, yet will I trust in him; but I will defend my own ways before him.
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let happen to me what will.
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I keep silent, I shall die.
20Only do not do two things to me, then I will not hide myself from you.
21Withdraw your hand far from me, and let not your dread make me afraid.
22Then call, and I will answer, or let me speak, and you answer me.
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.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
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.
20My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
4As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
22Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and let my arm be broken at the bone.
23For destruction from God was a terror to me, and because of His majesty I could not endure.
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.
13Oh that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time I will wait, till my change comes.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
34Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His fear terrify me:
35Then I would speak and not fear Him; but it is not so with me.
26And though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh I shall see God,
27Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!
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 to God, Do not condemn me; show me why You contend with me.
5God forbid that I should justify you: until I die I will not renounce my integrity.
6My righteousness I hold fast and will not let it go; my heart shall not reproach me as long as I live.
13That you turn your spirit against God, and let such words go out of your mouth?
24Why do you hide your face, and hold me as your enemy?
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
10Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
3Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beg you, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.
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.
9He said to me again, Stand, please, upon me, and kill me: for anguish has come upon me, because my life is still in me.
5Or let him take hold of My strength, that he may make peace with Me; and he shall make peace with Me.
5But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse you to your face.
9He tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
7There the righteous might dispute with him, so I would be delivered forever from my judge.
13I counted till morning, that as a lion, so will He break all my bones: from day to night You make an end of me.
40For I lift up my hand to heaven, and say, I live forever.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have arrayed themselves against me.
12I was at ease, but he has broken me apart; he has also seized me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up as his target.
15I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
2As God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has troubled my soul;
3As long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
14How much less shall I answer Him, and choose my words to argue with Him?
25For he stretches out his hand against God, and strengthens himself against the Almighty.