Job 14:22

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

Only -- his flesh for him is pained, And his soul for him doth mourn.'

Additional Resources

Referenced Verses

  • Job 19:20 : 20 To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
  • Job 19:22 : 22 Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
  • Job 19:26 : 26 And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God:
  • Job 33:19-21 : 19 And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring. 20 And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food. 21 His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
  • Prov 14:32 : 32 In his wickedness is the wicked driven away, And trustful in his death `is' the righteous.
  • Luke 16:23-24 : 23 and in the hades having lifted up his eyes, being in torments, he doth see Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom, 24 and having cried, he said, Father Abraham, deal kindly with me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and may cool my tongue, because I am distressed in this flame.

Similar Verses (AI)

These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.

  • Job 33:18-22
    5 verses
    80%

    18He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.

    19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.

    20And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.

    21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!

    22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.

  • 21Honoured are his sons, and he knoweth not; And they are little, and he attendeth not to them.

  • 25And this `one' dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness.

  • 17Also all his days in darkness he consumeth, and sadness, and wrath, and sickness abound.

  • 11And thou hast howled in thy latter end, In the consumption of thy flesh and thy food,

  • Job 20:10-11
    2 verses
    75%

    10His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth.

    11His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.

  • 23For all his days are sorrows, and his travail sadness; even at night his heart hath not lain down; this also `is' vanity.

  • Job 15:20-21
    2 verses
    73%

    20`All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.

    21A fearful voice `is' in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.

  • 4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.

  • 13Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He `is' a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons.

  • 21For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,

  • 22In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.

  • 24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.

  • 20Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?

  • 15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.

  • 24Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.

  • Job 30:16-17
    2 verses
    72%

    16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

    17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

  • 32And he -- to the graves he is brought. And over the heap a watch is kept.

  • 12Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise.

  • 5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.

  • 4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.

  • 15His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.

  • 14Lo, My servants sing from joy of heart, And ye cry from pain of heart, And from breaking of spirit ye do howl.

  • 20For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself.

  • Job 18:12-13
    2 verses
    71%

    12Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.

    13It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.

  • 13Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy `is' affliction.

  • 28He sitteth alone, and is silent, For He hath laid `it' upon him.

  • 3Therefore filled have been my loins `with' great pain, Pangs have seized me as pangs of a travailing woman, I have been bent down by hearing, I have been troubled by seeing.

  • 4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.

  • 11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.

  • 19It cometh to the generation of his fathers, For ever they see not the light.

  • 14His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps `is' in his heart.

  • 18They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.

  • 10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

  • Job 21:20-21
    2 verses
    71%

    20His own eyes see his destruction, And of the wrath of the Mighty he drinketh.

    21For what `is' his delight in his house after him, And the number of his months cut off?

  • 19Wo to me for my breaking, Grievious hath been my smiting, And I said, Only, this `is' my sickness, and I bear it.

  • 17A kind man is rewarding his own soul, And the fierce is troubling his own flesh.

  • 14And that wealth hath been lost in an evil business, and he hath begotten a son and there is nothing in his hand!

  • 6And thou, son of man, sigh with breaking of loins, yea, with bitterness thou dost sigh before their eyes,

  • 29when ye have taken also this from my presence, and mischief hath met him, then ye have brought down my grey hairs with evil to sheol.

  • 18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.