Job 29:18
Then I said, 'I will die in my nest, and I will multiply my days as the sand.'
Then I said, 'I will die in my nest, and I will multiply my days as the sand.'
I said, 'I will die with my nest, and my days will be as numerous as the sand.'
Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand.
Then I said,{H559} I shall die{H1478} in my nest,{H7064} And I shall multiply{H7235} my days{H3117} as the sand:{H2344}
Then I said{H559}{(H8799)}, I shall die{H1478}{(H8799)} in my nest{H7064}, and I shall multiply{H7235}{(H8686)} my days{H3117} as the sand{H2344}.
Therfore, I thought verely, yt I shulde haue dyed in my nest: & yt my dayes shulde haue bene as many as the sondes of the see.
Then I sayde, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiplie my dayes as the sand.
Then I sayde, I shall die in my nest: and I shall multiplie my dayes as the sande.
¶ Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply [my] days as the sand.
Then I said, 'I shall die in my own house, I shall number my days as the sand.
And I say, `With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'
Then I said, I shall die in my nest, And I shall multiply my days as the sand:
Then I said, I shall die in my nest, And I shall multiply my days as the sand:
Then I said, I will come to my end with my children round me, my days will be as the sand in number;
Then I said, 'I shall die in my own house, I shall number my days as the sand.
Job’s Confidence“Then I thought,‘I will die in my own home, my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
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19 My root spread out to the waters, and the dew lay all night on my branch.
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.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
17 And I broke the fangs of the wicked, and plucked the victim from his teeth.
23 For I know that You will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
22 When a few years come, then I shall go the way from which I shall not return.
18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You.
14 Why do I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
15 Though he slays me, yet will I trust in him; but I will defend my own ways before him.
13 Oh that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14 If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time I will wait, till my change comes.
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
19 He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
10 Who can count the dust of Jacob, and the number of one-fourth of Israel? Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my end be like his!
14 And my hand has found as a nest the riches of the people: and as one gathers eggs that are left, I have gathered all the earth; and there was none that moved the wing, or opened the mouth, or chirped.
13 For now I would have lain still and been quiet, I would have slept: then I would have been at rest,
13 If I wait, the grave is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.
15 so that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.
16 I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
13 When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint,'
4 When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' And I am full of tossing to and fro until the dawning of the day.
11 My days are like a shadow that declines, and I am withered like grass.
6 And I said, Oh, that I had wings like a dove! For then I would fly away and be at rest.
24 I said, "O my God, do not take me away in the midst of my days; your years are throughout all generations."
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
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.
8 Then let me sow, and let another eat; yes, let my offspring be rooted out.
23 One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are swallowed up.
4 As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tent;
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.
6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
26 I said, I would scatter them into corners, I would make the remembrance of them to cease from among men:
40 Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from my eyes.
26 They lie down alike in the dust, and worms cover them.
9 If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
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.
21 And why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now shall I sleep in the dust, and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
12 And you said, I will surely do you good, and make your descendants as the sand of the sea, which cannot be numbered for multitude.
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!
29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to owls.
26 Upon this I awoke, and looked around; and my sleep was sweet to me.
17 I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD.
18 The LORD has chastened me severely, but He has not given me over to death.