They are destroyed from morning till evening; they perish forever without anyone caring.

Who doeth great things, beyond all search, - Wondrous things, till they cannot be recounted;

When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

Till when dost thou speak these things? And a strong wind -- sayings of thy mouth?

Till he fill thy mouth with laughing, and thy lips with rejoicing.

Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.

Look away from off him that he may cease, Till he enjoy as an hireling his day.

And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.

O that in Sheol Thou wouldest conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.

If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.

Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?

“A mother will forget him;
The worm feeds sweetly till he is no longer remembered.
And wickedness will be broken like a tree.

He marked out with a compass the law upon the face of the waters, even till the end of light with darkness..

Pollution to me -- if I justify you, Till I expire I turn not aside mine integrity from me.

But Elihu had waited till Job had finished speaking, because they were older than he.

Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.

Prolong not thou the time, till there come a night for thee, to set other people in thy stead.

Who has the wisdom to number the clouds?
Or who can tilt the water jars of heaven

Can you bind the wild ox to a furrow with its rope, will it till the valleys, following after you?