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Afflictions » Moments of Discouragement » Job
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
Complaints » Complaints of men to God
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan,
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah
death » Desired » Job
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant me the thing that I long for! Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One. read more.
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
Is there not a warfare to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling? As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as a hireling that looketh for his wages: So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than these my bones. I loathe my life ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
Despondency » Job
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
Life » Of the spirit » Weariness of
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
And it came to pass, when the sun arose, that God prepared a sultry east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and requested for himself that he might die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
And Rebekah said to Isaac, I am weary of my life because of the daughters of Heth. If Jacob take a wife of the daughters of Heth, such as these, of the daughters of the land, what good shall my life do me?
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
So I hated life, because the work that is wrought under the sun was grievous unto me; for all is vanity and a striving after wind.
Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and, behold, the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter. Wherefore I praised the dead that have been long dead more than the living that are yet alive;