Job 19:10
He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
He tears me down on every side until I perish; he uproots my hope like an uprooted tree.
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8He has blocked my way so I cannot pass, and has set darkness over my paths.
9He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.
11He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
11Thus his anger burns against me, and he considers me among his enemies.
16ו(Vav) He ground my teeth in gravel; he trampled me in 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.”
7They have destroyed my vines; they have turned my fig trees into mere splinters. They have completely stripped off the bark and thrown it aside; the twigs are stripped bare.
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.”
19And I cried out,“We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought,‘This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!’
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.
12I was in peace, and he has shattered me. He has seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target;
13his archers surround me. Without pity he pierces my kidneys and pours out my gall on the ground.
14He breaks through against me, time and time again; he rushes against me like a warrior.
15where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
6know then that God has wronged me and encircled me with his net.
13Job’s Forsaken State“He has put my relatives far from me; my acquaintances only turn away from me.
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
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.
16Below his roots dry up, and his branches wither above.
12My 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.
11I gave it over to the leader of the nations. He has judged it thoroughly, as its sinfulness deserves. I have thrown it out.
12Foreigners from the most terrifying nations have cut it down and left it to lie there on the mountains. In all the valleys its branches have fallen, and its boughs lie broken in the ravines of the land. All the peoples of the land have departed from its shade and left it.
11My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
9He has blocked every road I take with a wall of hewn stones; he has made every path impassable.
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
9And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
11My days are coming to an end, and I am withered like grass.
7Surely now he has worn me out, you have devastated my entire household.
3He repeatedly attacks me, he turns his hand against me all day long.
4ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
5He has besieged and surrounded me with bitter hardship.
6He has made me reside in deepest darkness like those who died long ago.
7ג(Gimel) He has walled me in so that I cannot get out; he has weighted me down with heavy prison chains.
9(41:1) See, his expectation is wrong, he is laid low even at the sight of it.
10Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
19as water wears away stones, and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man’s hope.
23For the calamity from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his majesty I was powerless.
40You have broken down all his walls; you have made his strongholds a heap of ruins.
12I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.
23I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
13Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from 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,
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.
9His anger has torn me and persecuted me; he has gnashed at me with his teeth; my adversary locks his eyes on me.
19All my closest friends detest me; and those whom I love have turned against me.
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.
17he who crushes me with a tempest, and multiplies my wounds for no reason.