Isaiah 38:12
My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.
My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.
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13I cry out until morning; like a lion he shatters all my bones; you turn day into night and end my life.
10“I thought,‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’
11“I thought,‘I will no longer see the LORD in the land of the living, I will no longer look on humankind with the inhabitants of the world.
5My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
7Remember that my life is but a breath, that my eyes will never again see happiness.
8The eye of him who sees me now will see me no more; your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.
11My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
23He has taken away my strength in the middle of life; he has cut short my days.
11My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
20Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
10My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
20But our tents have been destroyed. The ropes that held them in place have been ripped apart. Our children are gone and are not coming back. There is no survivor to put our tents back up, no one left to hang their tent curtains in place.
11He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
15What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.
9He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.
10He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
16Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
17Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never cease.
18With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
7Surely now he has worn me out, you have devastated my entire household.
8You have seized me, and it has become a witness; my leanness has risen up against me and testifies against me.
15I am oppressed and have been on the verge of death since my youth. I have been subjected to your horrors and am numb with pain.
16Your anger overwhelms me; your terrors destroy me.
15The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
13Turn your angry gaze away from me, so I can be happy before I pass away.
13מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
10Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
18So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
4“O LORD, help me understand my mortality and the brevity of life! Let me realize how quickly my life will pass!
5Look, you make my days short-lived, and my life span is nothing from your perspective. Surely all people, even those who seem secure, are nothing but vapor.(Selah)
28So I waste away like something rotten, like a garment eaten by moths.
4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
3Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.
8You cause those who know me to keep their distance; you make me an appalling sight to them. I am trapped and cannot get free.
40I was consumed by scorching heat during the day and by piercing cold at night, and I went without sleep.
13The Possibility of Another Life“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me!
19Before this I had been like a docile lamb ready to be led to the slaughter. I did not know they were making plans to kill me. I did not know they were saying,“Let’s destroy the tree along with its fruit! Let’s remove Jeremiah from the world of the living so people will not even be reminded of him any more.”
16I loathe it; I do not want to live forever; leave me alone, for my days are a vapor!
47Take note of my brief lifespan! Why do you make all people so mortal?
6I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
13If I hope for the grave to be my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
23I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
53They shut me up in a pit and threw stones at me.
9And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
22He draws near to the place of corruption, and his life to the messengers of death.
3For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.