Thematic Bible
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Afflictions » Moments of Discouragement » Job
I will express my complaint
and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
and my years with groaning;
my strength has failed
because of my sinfulness,
and my bones waste away.
Complaints » Complaints of men to God
I will express my complaint
and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
His
I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,
I meditate; my spirit becomes weak.
death » Desired » Job
I will express my complaint
and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
and conceal me until Your anger
If only You would appoint a time for me
and then remember me.
If only my request would be granted and God would provide what I hope for: that He would decide to crush me, to unleash His power and cut me off! It would still bring me comfort, and I would leap for joy in unrelenting pain that I have not denied the words of the Holy One. read more.
What strength do I have that I should continue to hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
What strength do I have that I should continue to hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
Isn't mankind consigned to forced labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired hand? Like a slave he longs for shade; like a hired man he waits for his pay. So I have been made to inherit months of futility, and troubled nights have been assigned to me.
so that I prefer strangling, death rather than life in this body. I give up! I will not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
Despondency » Job
I will express my complaint
and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
and my years with groaning;
my strength has failed
because of my sinfulness,
and my bones waste away.
Life » Of the spirit » Weariness of
I will express my complaint
and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
As the sun was rising, God appointed a scorching east wind. The sun beat down so much on Jonah’s head that he almost fainted, and he wanted to die. He said, “It’s better for me to die than to live.”
they come to an end without hope.
So Rebekah said to Isaac, “I’m sick of my life because of these Hittite women. If Jacob marries a Hittite woman like one of them, what good is my life?”
and life to those whose existence is bitter,
What is my future, that I should be patient?
Therefore, I hated life because the work that was done under the sun was distressing to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit of the wind.
Again, I observed all the acts of oppression being done under the sun. Look at the tears of those who are oppressed; they have no one to comfort them. Power is with those who oppress them; they have no one to comfort them. So I admired the dead, who have already died, more than the living, who are still alive.