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.
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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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12 They change the night into day; the light is near because of darkness.
13 If I wait, the grave is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
10 But as for you all, do you return, and come now; for I cannot find one wise man among you.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go to the place from which I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 Oh, remember that my life is a breath; my eye shall see good no more.
10 I said in the prime of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the rest of my years.
11 I 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.
12 My 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.
13 I counted till morning, that as a lion, so will He break all my bones: from day to night You make an end of me.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
10 My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
25 Now my days are swifter than a runner: they flee away, they see no good.
11 My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
23 He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
7 My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
16 I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
17 You have moved my soul far from peace; I forgot prosperity.
18 And I said, My strength and my hope perished from the LORD.
10 He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone; and my hope He has removed like a tree.
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned like a hearth.
13 Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
7 But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
20 My 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.
47 Remember how short my time is; why have you made all men in vain?
20 Therefore I turned my heart to despair over all the labor which I had done under the sun.
4 LORD, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; so I may know how frail I am.
5 Behold, 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.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
22 When a few years come, then I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
8 He has fenced up my way so that I cannot pass, and He has set darkness in my paths.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
17 For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
4 Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
2 Indeed, how might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age has perished?
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, nor has he covered the darkness from my face.
4 His breath departs, he returns to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.
9 He has enclosed my ways with hewn stone; He has made my paths crooked.
16 When I thought to understand this, it was too painful for me;
15 That which is crooked cannot be made straight, and that which is lacking cannot be counted.
15 And where now is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
16 As 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.