Job 32:18
For I am full of words; the spirit within me compels me.
For I am full of words; the spirit within me compels me.
For I am full of words, and the spirit within me compels me.
For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of words; The spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of wordes, & the sprete that is within me, copelleth me.
For I am full of matter, and the spirite within me compelleth me.
For I am full of matter, and the spirite within me compelleth me.
For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of words. The spirit within me constrains me.
For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,
For I am full of words; The spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of words; The spirit within me constraineth me.
For I am full of words, I am unable to keep in my breath any longer:
For I am full of words. The spirit within me constrains me.
For I am full of words, and the spirit within me constrains me.
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19Behold, my belly is like wine that has no outlet; it is ready to burst like new wineskins.
20I will speak, that I may be refreshed; I will open my lips and answer.
17I said, I will answer my part also, I also will show my opinion.
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I a sea, or a monster, that you set a watch over me?
18He will not allow me to regain my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are swallowed up.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have arrayed themselves against me.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
6Though I speak, my grief is not eased; and though I forbear, what am I relieved?
9Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak anymore in his name. But his word was in my heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with holding back, and I could not stay.
6I am troubled; I am greatly bowed down; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease, and there is no health in my flesh.
8I am feeble and severely broken; I have roared because of the disquiet of my heart.
4As for me, is my complaint to a man? And if it were, why should my spirit not be troubled?
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
3My words shall be from the uprightness of my heart, and my lips shall clearly speak knowledge.
4The Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty has given me life.
3My heart burned within me, while I was musing, the fire burned: then I spoke with my tongue,
19Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I keep silent, I shall die.
3As long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;
2Therefore my thoughts prompt me to answer, and for this I make haste.
3I have heard the rebuke of my dishonor, and the spirit of my understanding prompts me to respond.
3Therefore 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.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
13Behold, I am pressed under you, as a cart is pressed that is full of sheaves.
3When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all day long.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
8But truly I am full of power by the spirit of the LORD, and of judgment, and of might, to declare to Jacob his transgression, and to Israel his sin.
18By the great force of my disease my garment is changed: it binds me about like the collar of my coat.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
11Therefore I am full of the fury of the LORD; I am weary with holding it in. I will pour it out upon the children abroad, and upon the assembly of young men together; for even the husband with the wife shall be taken, the aged with him who is full of days.
7He has hedged me in so I cannot get out; He has made my chain heavy.
15He has filled me with bitterness, He has made me drunk with wormwood.
14I have held my peace a long time; I have been still, and restrained myself: now will I cry like a woman in labor; I will destroy and devour at once.
1My heart is overflowing with a good matter: I speak of the things I have composed concerning the king: my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
3Will vain words ever end? Or what makes you bold enough to answer?
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let happen to me what will.
20Behold, 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.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
8You have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me, and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
10Then I should still have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow. Let him not spare, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
10Therefore I said, Listen to me; I also will show my opinion.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.
2For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.