11 Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb? 12 Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed? 13 For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
Job 3:11–13
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Job 10:17–19
17 You produce new witnesses against me and multiply Your anger toward me. Hardships assault me in wave after wave. 18 Why then did You bring me from the womb? Oh, that I had died, and no eye had seen me! 19 If only I had never come to be, but had been carried from the…
Jeremiah 20:17–18
17 because he did not kill me in the womb so that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb forever enlarged. 18 Why did I come out of the womb to see only trouble and sorrow, and to end my days in shame?
Job 37:19–21
19 Teach us what we should say to Him; we cannot draw up our case when our faces are in darkness. 20 Should He be told that I want to speak? Would a man ask to be swallowed up ? 21 Now no one can gaze at the sun when it is bright in the skies after the wind has swept th…
Job 3:2–4
2 And this is what he said: 3 “May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’ 4 If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
Job 3:19–21
19 Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master. 20 Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul, 21 who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
Psalms 22:9–11
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast. 10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God. 11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Job 10:9–11
9 Please remember that You molded me like clay. Would You now return me to dust? 10 Did You not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese? 11 You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Proverbs 31:1–3
1 These are the words of King Lemuel—the burden that his mother taught him: 2 What shall I say, O my son? What, O son of my womb? What, O son of my vows? 3 Do not spend your strength on women or your vigor on those who ruin kings.
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