Job 21:4

Now faith is assurance of things hoped for, proof of things not seen.

and they made their lives bitter with hard service in mortar and in brick, and in all kinds of service in the field, all their service, in which they ruthlessly made them serve.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

When I said, “My foot is slipping!” Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up.

In the course of those many days, the king of Egypt died, and the children of Israel sighed because of the bondage, and they cried, and their cry came up to God because of the bondage.

“ ‘When you offer an offering of a meal offering baked in the oven, it shall be unleavened cakes of fine flour mixed with oil, or unleavened wafers anointed with oil.

He will keep the feet of his holy ones, but the wicked will be put to silence in darkness; for no man will prevail by strength.

In my distress I called on Yahweh, and cried to my God. He heard my voice out of his temple. My cry before him came into his ears.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God.

From the end of the earth, I will call to you when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us.

This is my comfort in my affliction, for your word has revived me.

Who among you fears Yahweh and obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness and has no light, let him trust in Yahweh’s name, and rely on his God.

My soul still remembers them, and is bowed down within me.

This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast and entering into that which is within the veil;

They said to them, “May Yahweh look at you and judge, because you have made us a stench to be abhorred in the eyes of Pharaoh, and in the eyes of his servants, to put a sword in their hand to kill us!”

Moses spoke before Yahweh, saying, “Behold, the children of Israel haven’t listened to me. How then shall Pharaoh listen to me, when I have uncircumcised lips?”

They put away the foreign gods from among them and served Yahweh; and his soul was grieved for the misery of Israel.

She wept before him the seven days, while their feast lasted; and on the seventh day, he told her, because she pressed him severely; and she told the riddle to the children of her people.

Now the sons of Eli were wicked men. They didn’t know Yahweh.

“Tomorrow about this time I will send you a man out of the land of Benjamin, and you shall anoint him to be prince over my people Israel. He will save my people out of the hand of the Philistines; for I have looked upon my people, because their cry has come to me.”

whatever prayer and supplication is made by any man, or by all your people Israel, who shall each know the plague of his own heart, and spread out his hands toward this house,

Then the Levitical priests arose and blessed the people. Their voice was heard, and their prayer came up to his holy habitation, even to heaven.

“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, and the grave is ready for me.

My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.

As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.

For I said, “Don’t let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips.”

Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.”

“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

God, you are my God. I will earnestly seek you. My soul thirsts for you. My flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land, where there is no water.

God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?

Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are always praising you.

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.

Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.

Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

He will fulfill the desire of those who fear him. He also will hear their cry, and will save them.

Yes, when I cry, and call for help, he shuts out my prayer.

You have covered yourself with a cloud, so that no prayer can pass through.

Watch and pray, that you don’t enter into temptation. The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.”

Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

“Now my soul is troubled. What shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this time?’ But I came to this time for this cause.

Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Who are you looking for?” She, supposing him to be the gardener, said to him, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will take him away.”

pursued, yet not forsaken; struck down, yet not destroyed;

He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,

My soul, don’t come into their council. My glory, don’t be united to their assembly; for in their anger they killed men. In their self-will they hamstrung cattle.

Moses spoke so to the children of Israel, but they didn’t listen to Moses for anguish of spirit, and for cruel bondage.

He shall offer from it as his offering, an offering made by fire to Yahweh; the fat that covers the innards, and all the fat that is on the innards,

They traveled from Mount Hor by the way to the Red Sea, to go around the land of Edom. The soul of the people was very discouraged because of the journey.

certain wicked fellows have gone out from among you and have drawn away the inhabitants of their city, saying, “Let’s go and serve other gods,” which you have not known,

When she pressed him daily with her words and urged him, his soul was troubled to death.

Don’t consider your servant a wicked woman; for I have been speaking out of the abundance of my complaint and my provocation.”

But certain worthless fellows said, “How could this man save us?” They despised him, and brought him no present. But he held his peace.

Moreover as for me, far be it from me that I should sin against Yahweh in ceasing to pray for you: but I will instruct you in the good and the right way.

Please don’t let my lord pay attention to this worthless fellow, Nabal; for as his name is, so is he. Nabal is his name, and folly is with him; but I, your servant, didn’t see my lord’s young men, whom you sent.

David was greatly distressed; for the people spoke of stoning him, because the souls of all the people were grieved, every man for his sons and for his daughters; but David strengthened himself in Yahweh his God.

David said to Solomon his son, “As for me, it was in my heart to build a house to the name of Yahweh my God.

What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

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

In the thought of him who is at ease there is contempt for misfortune. It is ready for them whose foot slips.

Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh—how long?

How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?

I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It is melted within me.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, and my God.

For they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

My soul, wait in silence for God alone, for my expectation is from him.

Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

For you are my hope, Lord Yahweh, my confidence from my youth.

Surely God is good to Israel, to those who are pure in heart.

But as for me, my feet were almost gone. My steps had nearly slipped.

I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed.

Hear, Yahweh, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.

Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.

I have called with my whole heart. Answer me, Yahweh! I will keep your statutes.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Anxiety in a man’s heart weighs it down, but a kind word makes it glad.

The evil bow down before the good, and the wicked at the gates of the righteous.

For I will restore health to you, and I will heal you of your wounds,” says Yahweh; “because they have called you an outcast, saying, ‘It is Zion, whom no man seeks after.’ ”

‘Behold, I will bring it health and cure, and I will cure them; and I will reveal to them abundance of peace and truth.

“Yahweh is my portion,” says my soul. “Therefore I will hope in him.”

“When my soul fainted within me, I remembered Yahweh. My prayer came in to you, into your holy temple.

God said to Jonah, “Is it right for you to be angry about the vine?” He said, “I am right to be angry, even to death.”

When Jesus heard it, he said to them, “Those who are healthy have no need for a physician, but those who are sick do.

Then he said to them, “My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch with me.”

He said to them, “This is my blood of the new covenant, which is poured out for many.

I tell you, although he will not rise and give it to him because he is his friend, yet because of his persistence, he will get up and give him as many as he needs.

yet because this widow bothers me, I will defend her, or else she will wear me out by her continual coming.’ ”

But now faith, hope, and love remain—these three. The greatest of these is love.

But since we belong to the day, let’s be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love, and for a helmet, the hope of salvation.

But the end of all things is near. Therefore be of sound mind, self-controlled, and sober in prayer.