18 to preserve his soul from the Pit and his life from perishing by the sword. 19 A man is also chastened on his bed with pain and constant distress in his bones, 20 so that he detests his bread, and his soul loathes his favorite food.
Job 33:18–20
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Job 14:21–22
21 If his sons receive honor, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he is unaware. 22 He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”
Job 33:29–31
29 Behold, all these things God does to a man, two or even three times, 30 to bring back his soul from the Pit, that he may be enlightened with the light of life. 31 Pay attention, Job, and listen to me; be silent, and I will speak.
Psalms 107:17–19
17 Fools, in their rebellious ways, and through their iniquities, suffered affliction. 18 They loathed all food and drew near to the gates of death. 19 Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble, and He saved them from their distress.
Psalms 94:12–14
12 Blessed is the man You discipline, O LORD, and teach from Your law, 13 to grant him relief from days of trouble, until a pit is dug for the wicked. 14 For the LORD will not forsake His people; He will never abandon His heritage.
Ecclesiastes 5:16–18
16 This too is a grievous evil: Exactly as a man is born, so he will depart. What does he gain as he toils for the wind? 17 Moreover, all his days he eats in darkness, with much sorrow, sickness, and anger. 18 Here is what I have seen to be good and fitting: to eat and…
Job 20:19–21
19 For he has oppressed and forsaken the poor; he has seized houses he did not build. 20 Because his appetite is never satisfied, he cannot escape with his treasure. 21 Nothing is left for him to consume; thus his prosperity will not endure.
Job 3:20–22
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, 22 who rejoice and greatly exult when they can find the grave?
Job 30:16–18
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me. 17 Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest. 18 With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
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