Verse 23

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

Referenced Verses

  • Job 14:1 : 1 Man, born of woman! Of few days, and full of trouble!
  • Job 5:7 : 7 For man to misery is born, And the sparks go high to fly.
  • Job 7:13-14 : 13 When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch. 14 And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
  • Ps 127:2 : 2 Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
  • Eccl 1:18 : 18 for, in abundance of wisdom `is' abundance of sadness, and he who addeth knowledge addeth pain.'
  • Eccl 5:12 : 12 Sweet `is' the sleep of the labourer whether he eat little or much; and the sufficiency of the wealthy is not suffering him to sleep.
  • Dan 6:18 : 18 Then hath the king gone to his palace, and he hath passed the night fasting, and dahavan have not been brought up before him, and his sleep hath fled `from' off him.
  • Acts 14:22 : 22 confirming the souls of the disciples, exhorting to remain in the faith, and that through many tribulations it behoveth us to enter into the reign of God,
  • Gen 47:9 : 9 And Jacob saith unto Pharaoh, `The days of the years of my sojournings `are' an hundred and thirty years; few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not reached the days of the years of the life of my fathers, in the days of their sojournings.'
  • Esth 6:1 : 1 On that night hath the sleep of the king fled away, and he saith to bring in the book of memorials of the Chronicles, and they are read before the king,
  • Ps 6:6-7 : 6 I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste. 7 Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
  • Ps 32:4 : 4 When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.
  • Ps 77:2-4 : 2 In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted. 3 I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah. 4 Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
  • Ps 90:7-9 : 7 For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face, 9 For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation. 10 Days of our years, in them `are' seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet `is' their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.
  • Ps 90:15 : 15 Cause us to rejoice according to the days Wherein Thou hast afflicted us, The years we have seen evil.