Jeremiah 20:18
Why came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
Why came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
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17 because he didn't kill me from the womb; and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.
18 "'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
10 because it didn't shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 "Why didn't I die from the womb? Why didn't I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
14 Cursed is the day in which I was born: don't let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.
15 Cursed is the man who brought news to my father, saying, A boy is born to you; making him very glad.
16 or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
3 "Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'There is a boy conceived.'
1 "Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.
5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity. In sin my mother conceived me.
9 But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust at my mother's breasts.
10 I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.
18 (no, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, her have I guided from my mother's womb);
14 If I have said to corruption, 'You are my father;' to the worm, 'My mother,' and 'my sister;'
15 where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
15 As he came forth from his mother's womb, naked shall he go again as he came, and shall take nothing for his labor, which he may carry away in his hand.
3 Therefore my thighs are filled with anguish. Pains have taken hold on me, like the pains of a woman in labor. I am in so much pain that I can't hear. I so am dismayed that I can't see.
13 The sorrows of a travailing woman will come on him. He is an unwise son; for when it is time, he doesn't come to the opening of the womb.
10 Woe is me, my mother, that you have borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have not lent, neither have men lent to me; [yet] everyone of them does curse me.
21 He said, "Naked I came out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return there. Yahweh gave, and Yahweh has taken away. Blessed be the name of Yahweh."
20 See, Yahweh; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
6 I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother's womb. I will always praise you.
5 No eye pitied you, to do any of these things to you, to have compassion on you; but you were cast out in the open field, for that your person was abhorred, in the day that you were born.
18 Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
15 Didn't he who made me in the womb make him? Didn't one fashion us in the womb?
19 Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
10 I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
13 "Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, that you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
24 For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
17 Like as a woman with child, who draws near the time of her delivery, is in pain and cries out in her pangs; so we have been before you, Yahweh.
18 We have been with child. We have been in pain. We gave birth, it seems, only to wind. We have not worked any deliverance in the earth; neither have the inhabitants of the world fallen.
29 I shall be condemned. Why then do I labor in vain?
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! My heart is faint within me.
47 Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
6 But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
15 My frame wasn't hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
1 I am the man that has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
15 What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?