Job 7:7

Job 7:7
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.

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Genesis 42:36
Jacob, their father, said to them, “You have bereaved me of my children! Joseph is no more, Simeon is no more, and you want to take Benjamin away. All these things are against me.”

Nehemiah 1:8
“Remember, I beg you, the word that you commanded your servant Moses, saying, ‘If you trespass, I will scatter you among the peoples;

Psalms 89:50
Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,

Psalms 106:4
Remember me, Yahweh, with the favor that you show to your people. Visit me with your salvation,

Isaiah 62:6
I have set watchmen on your walls, Jerusalem. They will never be silent day nor night. You who call on Yahweh, take no rest,

Jeremiah 15:15
Yahweh, you know. Remember me, visit me, and avenge me of my persecutors. You are patient, so don’t take me away. Know that for your sake I have suffered reproach.

Lamentations 3:19
Remember my affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the bitterness.

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Job 6:26
Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?

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Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

Job 7:5
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

Job 7:21
Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now will I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”

Job 10:20
Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

Job 13:25
Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

Job 17:1
“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.

Job 17:13
If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,

Psalms 39:4
“Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.

Psalms 90:5
You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.

Psalms 90:6
In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.

Psalms 90:7
For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.

Psalms 102:3
For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a torch.

Psalms 102:23
He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

Psalms 103:15
As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

Isaiah 38:12
My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

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Job 14:3
Do you open your eyes on such a one, and bring me into judgment with you?

Psalms 119:84
How many are the days of your servant? When will you execute judgment on those who persecute me?

1 Peter 1:24
For, “All flesh is like grass, and all of man’s glory like the flower in the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls;

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Job 14:12
so man lies down and doesn’t rise. Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake, nor be roused out of their sleep.

Job 19:26
After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,

Job 19:27
whom I, even I, will see on my side. My eyes will see, and not as a stranger. “My heart is consumed within me.

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Psalms 4:6
Many say, “Who will show us any good?” Yahweh, let the light of your face shine on us.

Psalms 27:13
I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living.

Ecclesiastes 2:3
I searched in my heart how to cheer my flesh with wine, my heart yet guiding me with wisdom, and how to lay hold of folly, until I might see what it was good for the sons of men that they should do under heaven all the days of their lives.

Jeremiah 17:6
For he will be like a bush in the desert, and will not see when good comes, but will inhabit the parched places in the wilderness, an uninhabited salt land.

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Hosea 8:7
For they sow the wind, and they will reap the whirlwind. He has no standing grain. The stalk will yield no head. If it does yield, strangers will swallow it up.

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