Job 17:15
where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
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13If I hope for the grave to be my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
14If I cry to corruption,‘You are my father,’ and to the worm,‘My mother,’ or‘My sister,’
16Will it go down to the barred gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?”
17I am deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
18So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
11What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
7But now, O Lord, upon what am I relying? You are my only hope!
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.
1My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
9(41:1) See, his expectation is wrong, he is laid low even at the sight of it.
10He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
15Yet I wait for you, O LORD! You will respond, O Lord, my God!
18An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
19I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!
20Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21before I depart, never to return, to the land of darkness and the deepest shadow,
13Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
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!
14If a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait until my release comes.
13Such is the destiny of all who forget God; the hope of the godless perishes,
14whose trust is in something futile, whose security is a spider’s web.
8For what hope does the godless have when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
26And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God,
27whom I will see for myself, and whom my own eyes will behold, and not another. My heart grows faint within me.
21And 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.”
9“What profit is there in taking my life, in my descending into the Pit? Can the dust of the grave praise you? Can it declare your loyalty?
7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
18Why did I ever come forth from my mother’s womb? All I experience is trouble and grief, and I spend my days in shame.
21But this I call to mind; therefore I have hope:
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
6Is not your piety your confidence, and your blameless ways your hope?
11My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
15Look at what they are saying to me,“Where are the events in the LORD’s message? Let’s see them happen, please!”
15Even if he slays me, I will hope in him; I will surely defend my ways to his face!
7The Inevitability of Death“But there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail.
20But the eyes of the wicked fail, and escape eludes them; their one hope is to breathe their last.”
47Take note of my brief lifespan! Why do you make all people so mortal?
7When a wicked person dies, his expectation perishes, and hope based on power has perished.
17Do not cause me dismay! You are my source of safety in times of trouble.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
16my face is reddened because of weeping, and on my eyelids there is a deep darkness,
18Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
3Do you fix your eye on such a one? And do you bring me before you for judgment?
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.
5For you are my hope; O Sovereign LORD, I have trusted in you since I was young.
19“In what direction does light reside, and darkness, where is its place,
19as water wears away stones, and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man’s hope.