Job 3:24
For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like water.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
For my sighing{H585} cometh{H935} before{H6440} I eat,{H3899} And my groanings{H7581} are poured out{H5413} like water.{H4325}
For my sighing{H585} cometh{H935}{(H8799)} before{H6440} I eat{H3899}, and my roarings{H7581} are poured out{H5413}{(H8799)} like the waters{H4325}.
This is the cause, that I syghe before I eate, and my roaringes fall out like a water floude.
For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
For my sighes come before I eate, and my roringes are powred out like the water:
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
For my sighing comes before I eat, My groanings are poured out like water.
For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my groanings are poured out like water.
In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
For my sighing comes in place of my food, and my groanings flow forth like water.
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25 For the thing I greatly feared has come upon me, and what I dreaded has happened to me.
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a monster, that you set a watch over me?
8 I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you, and my groaning is not hidden from you.
10 My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
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.
2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no footing; I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
3 I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with weeping,
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.
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
17 For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are swallowed up.
3 When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
4 For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my vitality turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
13 They gaped at me with their mouths, like a ravening and roaring lion.
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.
2 I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed Him my trouble.
3 Therefore my loins are filled with pain; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was bent over when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
2 Even today my complaint is bitter; my suffering is heavier than my groaning.
27 My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
20 My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
4 My heart is stricken and withered like grass, so I forget to eat my bread.
5 Because of the voice of my groaning, my bones cling to my skin.
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
4 As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
7 Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls: all Your waves and billows have gone over me.
16 My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
6 I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
18 He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
4 My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
16 He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; He has covered me with ashes.
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.
18 When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
21 Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
49 My eye flows ceaselessly, without intermission,
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.
8 Even when I cry and shout, He shuts out my prayer.
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, and whom God has hedged in?