Job 10:20
Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
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21 before I depart, never to return, to the land of darkness and the deepest shadow,
18 An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!
9 And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
10 Then I would yet have my comfort, then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
22 For the years that lie ahead are few, and then I will go on the way of no return.
15 so that I would prefer strangling, and death more than life.
16 I loathe it; I do not want to live forever; leave me alone, for my days are a vapor!
13 Turn your angry gaze away from me, so I can be happy before I pass away.
27 If I say,‘I will forget my complaint, I will change my expression and be cheerful,’
1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
13 The 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!
14 If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait until my release comes.
1 An Appeal for Revelation“I am weary of my life; I will complain without restraint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say to God,‘Do not condemn me; tell me why you are contending with me.’
11 My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
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.’
13 “Refrain from talking with me so that I may speak; then let come to me what may.
14 Why do I put myself in peril, and take my life in my hands?
15 Even if he slays me, I will hope in him; I will surely defend my ways to his face!
20 If I have sinned– what have I done to you, O watcher of men? Why have you set me as your target? Have I become a burden to you?
21 And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, and you will seek me diligently, but I will be gone.”
17 Yet I have not been silent because of the darkness, because of the thick darkness that covered my face.
19 Who will contend with me? If anyone can, I will be silent and die.
20 Only in two things spare me, O God, and then I will not hide from your face:
4 Is my complaint against a man? If so, why should I not be impatient?
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.
18 Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
13 Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember that my life is but a breath, that my eyes will never again see happiness.
13 If I say,“My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,”
5 Are your days like the days of a mortal, or your years like the years of a mortal,
13 If I hope for the grave to be my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
23 He has taken away my strength in the middle of life; he has cut short my days.
24 I say,“O my God, please do not take me away in the middle of my life! You endure through all generations.
11 Job Remonstrates with God“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.
3 So now, LORD, kill me instead, because I would rather die than live!”
10 Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
4 “O LORD, help me understand my mortality and the brevity of life! Let me realize how quickly my life will pass!
47 Take note of my brief lifespan! Why do you make all people so mortal?
6 Abandonment by God and Man“But if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I refrain from speaking– how much of it goes away?
18 Why did I ever come forth from my mother’s womb? All I experience is trouble and grief, and I spend my days in shame.
15 where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
10 For 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.
10 because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!
7 There an upright person could present his case before him, and I would be delivered forever from my judge.
2 “O that I could be as I was in the months now gone, in the days when God watched over me,
15 What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.