Job 16:5
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would ease your grief.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would ease your grief.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips would bring you relief.
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 solace of my lips would assuage [your grief].
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
I shulde comforte you with my mouth, and release youre payne with ye talkinge of my lyppes.
But I woulde strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should asswage your sorowe.
I shoulde comfort you with my mouth, & releasse your paine with the talking of my lippes.
[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. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
`But' I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage `your grief'.
[ But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your grief] .
I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.
but I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
But I would strengthen you with my words; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
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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.
8You have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me, and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
1Then Job answered and said,
2I have heard many such things; miserable comforters are you all.
3Will vain words ever end? Or what makes you bold enough to answer?
4I too could speak as you do; if your soul were in my soul's place, I could heap up words against you and shake my head at you.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
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.
4I would present my case before him and fill my mouth with arguments.
5I would know the words he would answer me, and understand what he would say to me.
6Will he contend with me in his great power? No; but he would strengthen me.
2Listen carefully to my speech, and let this be your comfort.
20I will speak, that I may be refreshed; I will open my lips and answer.
5Oh, that God would speak and open His lips against you,
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 you 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 console myself:
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I keep silent, I shall die.
28My soul melts from heaviness; strengthen me according to Your word.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
2I was silent and still, I held my peace even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
11Are the consolations of God small with you? Is there any secret thing with you?
5Oh that you would altogether hold your peace, and it should be your wisdom.
6Hear now my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.
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.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
2Oh, that my grief were thoroughly 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,'
16Yes, my inmost being shall rejoice, when your lips speak right things.
2If we attempt to speak with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?
4As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
5Look at me and be astonished, and place your hand over your mouth.
25How forcible are right words! But what does your arguing reprove?
50This is my comfort in my affliction, for Your word has revived me.
16Even so would he have brought you out of distress into a broad place, where there is no tightness; and that which should be set on your table would be full of abundance.
15If I say, I will speak thus; behold, I would offend against the generation of Your 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 today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
16My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
2Behold, now I have opened my mouth; my tongue has spoken in my mouth.
3My words shall be from the uprightness of my heart, and my lips shall clearly speak knowledge.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.
34How then can you comfort me with empty words, seeing in your answers there lies falsehood?
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let happen to me what will.
13That you turn your spirit against God, and let such words go out of your mouth?
21Oh, that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.