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Job 7:11
“ I cannot keep from speaking. I must express my anguish. My bitter soul must complain.
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1 Kings 19 4
Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die.“ I have had enough, Lord,” he said.“ Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.”
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Job 9:21
“ I am innocent, but it makes no difference to me— I despise my life.
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Numbers 11:15
If this is how you intend to treat me, just go ahead and kill me. Do me a favor and spare me this misery!”
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Jonah 4:8
And as the sun grew hot, God arranged for a scorching east wind to blow on Jonah. The sun beat down on his head until he grew faint and wished to die.“ Death is certainly better than living like this!” he exclaimed.
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Job 19:4
Even if I have sinned, that is my concern, not yours.
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Job 5:15-16
He rescues the poor from the cutting words of the strong, and rescues them from the clutches of the powerful.And so at last the poor have hope, and the snapping jaws of the wicked are shut.
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Job 7:16
I hate my life and don’t want to go on living. Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.
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Job 16:6-16
Instead, I suffer if I defend myself, and I suffer no less if I refuse to speak.“ O God, you have ground me down and devastated my family.As if to prove I have sinned, you’ve reduced me to skin and bones. My gaunt flesh testifies against me.God hates me and angrily tears me apart. He snaps his teeth at me and pierces me with his eyes.People jeer and laugh at me. They slap my cheek in contempt. A mob gathers against me.God has handed me over to sinners. He has tossed me into the hands of the wicked.“ I was living quietly until he shattered me. He took me by the neck and broke me in pieces. Then he set me up as his target,and now his archers surround me. His arrows pierce me without mercy. The ground is wet with my blood.Again and again he smashes against me, charging at me like a warrior.I wear burlap to show my grief. My pride lies in the dust.My eyes are red with weeping; dark shadows circle my eyes.
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Job 6:2-4
“ If my misery could be weighed and my troubles be put on the scales,they would outweigh all the sands of the sea. That is why I spoke impulsively.For the Almighty has struck me down with his arrows. Their poison infects my spirit. God’s terrors are lined up against me.
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Job 3:20-23
“ Oh, why give light to those in misery, and life to those who are bitter?They long for death, and it won’t come. They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.They’re filled with joy when they finally die, and rejoice when they find the grave.Why is life given to those with no future, those God has surrounded with difficulties?
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Isaiah 38:15
But what could I say? For he himself sent this sickness. Now I will walk humbly throughout my years because of this anguish I have felt.
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Job 6:26
Do you think your words are convincing when you disregard my cry of desperation?
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Isaiah 38:17
Yes, this anguish was good for me, for you have rescued me from death and forgiven all my sins.
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Job 5:20
He will save you from death in time of famine, from the power of the sword in time of war.
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Psalms 32:3-5
When I refused to confess my sin, my body wasted away, and I groaned all day long.Day and night your hand of discipline was heavy on me. My strength evaporated like water in the summer heat. InterludeFinally, I confessed all my sins to you and stopped trying to hide my guilt. I said to myself,“ I will confess my rebellion to the Lord.” And you forgave me! All my guilt is gone. Interlude
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Job 21:2-4
“ Listen closely to what I am saying. That’s one consolation you can give me.Bear with me, and let me speak. After I have spoken, you may resume mocking me.“ My complaint is with God, not with people. I have good reason to be so impatient.
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Job 10:15-16
If I am guilty, too bad for me; and even if I’m innocent, I can’t hold my head high, because I am filled with shame and misery.And if I hold my head high, you hunt me like a lion and display your awesome power against me.
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Jonah 4:3
Just kill me now, Lord! I’d rather be dead than alive if what I predicted will not happen.”
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Job 14:13
“ I wish you would hide me in the grave and forget me there until your anger has passed. But mark your calendar to think of me again!
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Job 6:8-9
“ Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant my desire.I wish he would crush me. I wish he would reach out his hand and kill me.