Job 17:11
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
My days have passed, my plans are broken off, and the desires of my heart are gone.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,
My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away,
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my plans are broken off, As are the thoughts of my heart.
My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.
My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
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12They change the night into day; the light is near because of darkness.
13If I wait, the grave is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
10But as for you all, do you return, and come now; for I cannot find one wise man among you.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21Before I go to the place from which I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
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.
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall see man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
12My lifespan is gone, taken from me like a shepherd's tent: I have cut off my life like a weaver; He cuts me off with pining sickness: from day to night You make an end of me.
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.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
25Now my days are swifter than a runner: they flee away, they see no good.
11My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
23He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
16I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
17You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18And I said, My strength and my hope perished from the LORD.
10He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone; and my hope He has removed like a tree.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
3For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
7But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
20My tent is ruined, and all my cords are broken: my children have gone from me, and they are no more: there is no one to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
47Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
20Therefore I turned my heart to despair over all the labor which I had done under the sun.
4LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; so I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
22When a few years come, then I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
8He has fenced up my way so that I cannot pass, and He has set darkness in my paths.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
5I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
4Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
2Indeed, how might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age has perished?
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, nor has he covered the darkness from my face.
4His breath departs, he returns to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
9He has enclosed my ways with hewn stone; He has made my paths crooked.
16When I thought to understand this, it was too painful for me;
15That which is crooked cannot be made straight, and that which is lacking cannot be counted.
15And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
16As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd to follow you: neither have I desired the woeful day; you know: that which came out of my lips was right before you.