Job 3:11
"Why didn't I die from the womb? Why didn't I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
"Why didn't I die from the womb? Why didn't I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
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12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
13 For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
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,
9 Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10 because it didn't shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
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 came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
16 or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
2 Job answered:
3 "Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'There is a boy conceived.'
14 Cursed is the day in which I was born: don't let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.
14 What then shall I do when God rises up? When he visits, what shall I answer him?
15 Didn't he who made me in the womb make him? Didn't one fashion us in the womb?
16 "If I have withheld the poor from their desire, or have caused the eyes of the widow to fail,
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.
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.
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.
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!
5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity. In sin my mother conceived me.
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.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
21 When I rose in the morning to nurse my child, behold, it was dead; but when I had looked at it in the morning, behold, it was not my son, whom I bore."
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
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."
11 I said, "I won't see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
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."
3 The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
15 My frame wasn't hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
3 Therefore now, Yahweh, take, I beg you, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live."
13 For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother's womb.
21 Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."
1 "Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
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 (no, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, her have I guided from my mother's womb);
3 If a man fathers a hundred children, and lives many years, so that the days of his years are many, but his soul is not filled with good, and moreover he has no burial; I say, that a stillborn child is better than he:
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
15 where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
12 Let her not, I pray, be as one dead, of whom the flesh is half consumed when he comes out of his mother's womb."
22 He said, "While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept; for I said, 'Who knows whether Yahweh will not be gracious to me, that the child may live?'
19 This woman's child died in the night, because she lay on it.
8 "Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it broke forth from the womb,
47 Remember how short my time is! For what vanity have you created all the children of men!
29 I shall be condemned. Why then do I labor in vain?