Job 19:22
Why do you persecute me as God does, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do you persecute me as God does, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do you pursue me as God does and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do ye persecute{H7291} me as God,{H410} And are not satisfied{H7646} with my flesh?{H1320}
Why do ye persecute{H7291}{(H8799)} me as God{H410}, and are not satisfied{H7646}{(H8799)} with my flesh{H1320}?
Seynge God persecuteth me, wil ye vexe me also? Haue ye not yet ynough of the trouble of my flesh?
Why do ye persecute me, as God? & are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do ye persecute me as God doth and are not satisfied with my fleshe?
Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do you persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
Why do ye persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do ye persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Why do you pursue me like God does? Will you never be satiated with my flesh?
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26 And though after my skin, worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh I shall see God,
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!
28 But you should say, 'Why do we persecute him, since the root of the matter is found in me?'
20 My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
1 My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
23 Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were printed in a book!
2 How long will you vex my soul and break me in pieces with words?
3 These ten times you have reproached me; you are not ashamed that you make yourselves strange to 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.
16 For dogs have surrounded me; the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones; they look and stare at me.
2 For you are the God of my strength; why do you cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
19 How long will you not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow my spittle?
20 I have sinned; what shall I do unto you, O preserver of men? Why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
26 For they persecute the one whom you have struck, and they talk to the grief of those whom you have wounded.
24 Why do you hide your face, and hold me as your enemy?
4 My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
21 You have become cruel to me: with Your strong hand You oppose Yourself against me.
11 Saying, God has forsaken him; pursue and take him, for there is none to deliver him.
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.
9 I will say to God my rock, Why have You forgotten me? why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
10 As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
31 If the men of my tent have not said, 'Oh that we had of his flesh! we cannot be satisfied.'
84 How many are the days of Your servant? When will You execute judgment on those who persecute me?
2 For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.
15 O LORD, you know: remember me, and visit me, and avenge me of my persecutors; take me not away in your longsuffering: know that for your sake I have suffered rebuke.
10 Remove your stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of your hand.
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
7 And I fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to me, Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?
4 As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
19 But do not be far from me, O LORD; O my strength, hurry to help me.
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.
9 He tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
10 They gape upon me with their mouth; they strike me on the cheek reproachfully; they gather themselves together against me.
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.
13 His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
3 Why are we counted as beasts, and considered vile in your sight?
14 Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
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.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
18 He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
43 You have covered Yourself with anger and pursued us; You have slain and not pitied.
19 Consider my enemies, for they are many, and they hate me with cruel hatred.
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
18 And he said, "Why does my lord pursue after his servant? What have I done? Or what evil is in my hand?
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why You contend with me.