Job 13:14
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
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15 Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.
13 "Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
19 Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
20 "Only don't do two things to me; then I will not hide myself from your face:
21 withdraw your hand far from me; and don't let your terror make me afraid.
22 Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and you answer me.
9 even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
15 so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.
16 I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21 "Have pity on me, have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn't I be impatient?
20 Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
22 then let my shoulder fall from the shoulder blade, and my arm be broken from the bone.
23 For calamity from God is a terror to me. Because his majesty, I can do nothing.
11 "Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
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!
14 If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my warfare would I wait, until my release should come.
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
34 Let him take his rod away from me. Let his terror not make me afraid;
35 then I would speak, and not fear him, for I am not so in myself.
26 After my skin is destroyed, then in my flesh shall I see God,
27 Whom I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. "My heart is consumed within me.
1 "My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
5 Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.
13 That you turn your spirit against God, and let such words go out of your mouth?
24 Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
3 "Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
3 Therefore now, Yahweh, take, I beg you, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live."
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.
9 He said to me, 'Please stand beside me, and kill me; for anguish has taken hold of me, because my life is yet whole in me.'
5 Or else let him take hold of my strength, that he may make peace with me. Let him make peace with me."
5 But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will renounce you to your face."
9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
7 There the upright might reason with him, so I should be delivered forever from my judge.
13 I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
40 For I lift up my hand to heaven, And say, As I live forever,
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
2 "As God lives, who has taken away my right, the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter.
3 (For the length of my life is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
14 How much less shall I answer him, And choose my words to argue with him?
25 Because he has stretched out his hand against God, and behaves himself proudly against the Almighty;