Discovery Box| (0.51) | Job 30:19 |
| He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes. |
| (0.51) | Job 31:8 |
| then let me sow 1 and let another eat, and let my crops 2 be uprooted. |
| (0.51) | Job 31:13 |
| “If I have disregarded the right of my male servants or my female servants when they disputed 1 with me, |
| (0.51) | Job 32:14 |
| Job 1 has not directed 2 his words to me, and so I will not reply to him with your arguments. 3 |
| (0.51) | Job 33:32 |
| If you have any words, 1 reply to me; speak, for I want to justify you. 2 |
| (0.51) | Job 34:32 |
| Teach me what I cannot see. 1 If I have done evil, I will do so no more.’ |
| (0.51) | Job 38:3 |
| Get ready for a difficult task 1 like a man; I will question you and you will inform me! |
| (0.51) | Job 41:10 |
| Is it not fierce 1 when it is awakened? Who is he, then, who can stand before it? 2 |
| (0.51) | Psa 3:4 |
| To the Lord I cried out, 1 and he answered me from his holy hill. 2 (Selah) |
| (0.51) | Psa 16:8 |
| I constantly trust in the Lord; 1 because he is at my right hand, I will not be upended. |
| (0.51) | Psa 18:24 |
| The Lord rewarded me for my godly deeds; 1 he took notice of my blameless behavior. 2 |
| (0.51) | Psa 18:36 |
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| (0.51) | Psa 22:13 |
| They 1 open their mouths to devour me 2 like a roaring lion that rips its prey. 3 |
| (0.51) | Psa 22:19 |
| But you, O Lord, do not remain far away! You are my source of strength! 1 Hurry and help me! 2 |
| (0.51) | Psa 30:2 |
| O Lord my God, I cried out to you and you healed me. 1 |
| (0.51) | Psa 34:3 |
| Magnify the Lord with me! Let’s praise 1 his name together! |
| (0.51) | Psa 34:11 |
| Come children! Listen to me! I will teach you what it means to fear the Lord. 1 |
| (0.51) | Psa 38:4 |
| For my sins overwhelm me; 1 like a heavy load, they are too much for me to bear. |
| (0.51) | Psa 41:5 |
| My enemies ask this cruel question about me, 1 ‘When will he finally die and be forgotten?’ 2 |
| (0.51) | Psa 56:5 |
| All day long they cause me trouble; 1 they make a habit of plotting my demise. 2 |
