Job 17:7
My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
My eyes have grown dim from grief, and all my limbs are like a shadow.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
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My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.
Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
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7 My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
15 I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
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.
11 I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbors, and a fear to my acquaintances: those who saw me outside fled from me.
10 My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
6 He has made me also a byword of the people; and in the past I was like a tambourine.
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.
8 The eye of him who has seen me shall see me no more; your eyes are upon me, and I am not.
11 My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
17 For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.
17 For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
20 My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
9 My eye mourns by reason of affliction; LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
3 For 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.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
51 My eye affects my heart because of all the daughters of my city.
7 But now he has made me weary; you have made desolate all my company.
8 You have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me, and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
16 For 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.
6 I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
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.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? And does not my eye continue in their provocation?
20 Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
22 Let 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.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, nor has he covered the darkness from my face.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
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.
31 My harp is also turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
12 Is it nothing to you, all you that pass by? Look and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow, which is done to me, with which the LORD has afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.
13 From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws; You have brought me into the dust of death.
15 What 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.
4 You hold my eyes wide awake: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
82 My eyes fail with longing for Your word, saying, 'When will You comfort me?'
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
6 He has set me in dark places, like those long dead.
3 So I am made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
49 My eye flows ceaselessly, without intermission,
3 I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.