Job 10:1 Cross References - EJ2000

¹ ¶ My soul is cut off in my life; therefore, I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁵ And if thou must deal thus with me, kill me, I pray thee, out of hand, if I have found grace in thy sight; and let me not see my wretchedness.

⁴ But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness and came and sat down under a juniper tree; and desiring to die, he said, It is enough; now, O LORD, take away my life, for I am not better than my fathers.

²⁰ ¶ Why is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul; ²¹ who long for death, but it comes not; and search for it more than for hid treasures; ²² who rejoice exceedingly and are glad when they can find the grave; ²³ to the man who does not know which way he goes and whom God has hedged in?

¹⁵ But he saves the poor from the sword, from the mouth of the wicked, and from the hand of the violent. ¹⁶ Who is the hope of the poor, and iniquity closes her mouth.

²⁰ In famine he shall ransom thee from death, and in war from the power of the sword.

² Oh that my grief and calamity were justly weighed and laid equally in the balances! ³ For it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore, my words are swallowed up. ⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks of the poison; and terrors of God combat me.

⁸ ¶ Oh, that I might have my request and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! ⁹ Even that it would please God to destroy me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!

²⁶ Are ye not thinking up words of reproof and throw to the wind words that are lost?

¹¹ Therefore, I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁶ I loathed life; I do not desire to live for ever; let me alone; for my days are vanity.

²¹ If I say I am imperfect, I know not my soul; I would condemn my life.

¹⁵ If I am wicked, woe unto me; and if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, being full of dishonour and of seeing my affliction. ¹⁶ And thou dost increase. Thou dost hunt me as a fierce lion; turning and doing marvels in me.

¹³ O that thou would hide me in Sheol, that thou would keep me covered until thy wrath is past, that thou would appoint me a set time and remember me!

⁶ ¶ Though if I speak, my pain does not cease; and if I forbear to speak, it does not depart from me. ⁷ But now he has made me weary; thou hast made desolate all my company. ⁸ And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face. ⁹ His wrath has torn me and has been against me; he gnashed upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpened his eyes upon me. ¹⁰ They have opened their mouth against me; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me. ¹¹ God has delivered me unto the liar, and in the hands of the wicked he has caused me to tremble. ¹² I was prosperous, but he has broken me asunder; he has taken me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up for his mark. ¹³ His archers compassed me round about; he cleaved my kidneys asunder and did not spare; he poured out my gall upon the ground. ¹⁴ He broke me with breach upon breach; he ran upon me like a giant. ¹⁵ I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and put dust over my head. ¹⁶ My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death,

⁴ And if indeed I have erred, my error shall remain with me.

² Hear diligently my speech, and let this be instead of your consolations. ³ Suffer me that I may speak; and after I have spoken, mock on. ⁴ As for me, is my complaint to man? And if so, why should not my spirit be troubled?

³ When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. ⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my green growth is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. ⁵ I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and I have not hid my iniquity. I said, I will confess (against myself) my rebellions unto the LORD, and thou shalt forgive the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

¹⁵ What shall I say? He has both spoken unto me, and he himself has done it; I shall walk softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁷ Behold, for peace I had great bitterness; but it has pleased thee to deliver my life from the pit of corruption, for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.

³ Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beseech thee, my life from me, for I would rather die than live.

⁸ And it came to pass, when the sun arose, that God prepared a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah that he fainted and wished in his soul to die and said, It is better for me to die than to live.