Job 6:13
Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
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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?
12 Is my strength like that of stones? or is my flesh made of bronze?
14 Disappointing Friends“To the one in despair, kindness should come from his friend even if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
17 I am deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
18 So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
20 Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
6 Would he contend with me with great power? No, he would only pay attention to me.
2 “How you have helped the powerless! How you have saved the person who has no strength!
6 know then that God has wronged me and encircled me with his net.
7 Job’s Abandonment and Affliction“If I cry out,‘Violence!’ I receive no answer; I cry for help, but there is no justice.
13 Job’s Forsaken State“He has put my relatives far from me; my acquaintances only turn away from me.
4 Is my complaint against a man? If so, why should I not be impatient?
14 Why do I put myself in peril, and take my life in my hands?
2 Moreover, the strength of their hands– what use was it to me? Men whose strength had perished;
20 God Alone Has Wisdom“But wisdom– where does it come from? Where is the place of understanding?
11 Do not remain far away from me, for trouble is near and I have no one to help me.
4 My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
10 My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
11 He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
11 My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
23 Or‘Deliver me from the enemy’s power, and from the hand of tyrants ransom me’?
15 where then is my hope? And my hope, who sees it?
13 They destroy my path; they succeed in destroying me without anyone assisting them.
19 If it is a matter of strength, most certainly he is the strong one! And if it is a matter of justice, he will say,‘Who will summon me?’
12 No Price Can Buy Wisdom“But wisdom– where can it be found? Where is the place of understanding?
12 Am I the sea, or the creature of the deep, that you must put me under guard?
2 For you are the God who shelters me. Why do you reject me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?
9 He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.
13 “With God are wisdom and power; counsel and understanding are his.
13 So do not say,‘We have found wisdom! God will refute him, not man!’
3 But because it is heavier than the sand of the sea, that is why my words have been wild.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison; God’s sudden terrors are arrayed against me.
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?
7 Surely now he has worn me out, you have devastated my entire household.
13 מ(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.
21 Have pity on me, my friends, have pity on me, for the hand of God has struck me.
4 Look to the right and see! No one cares about me. I have nowhere to run; no one is concerned about my life.
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.
19 He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
24 Why do you hide your face and regard me as your enemy?
16 Turn toward me and have mercy on me, for I am alone and oppressed!
18 Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
8 Would you indeed annul my justice? Would you declare me guilty so that you might be right?
6 Is not your piety your confidence, and your blameless ways your hope?
6 that you must search out my iniquity, and inquire about my sin,
20 My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
22 then let my arm fall from the shoulder, let my arm be broken off at the socket.
19 Would your wealth sustain you, so that you would not be in distress, even all your mighty efforts?