| Genesis 31 40 |
Thus I was; in the day the drought consumed me, and the frost by night; and my sleep departed from mine eyes. |
| Genesis 32 10 |
I am not worthy of the least of all the mercies, and of all the truth, which thou hast shewed unto thy servant; for with my staff I passed over this Jordan; and now I am become two bands. |
| Exodus 25 39 |
Of a talent of pure gold shall he make it, with all these vessels. |
| Exodus 35 35 |
Them hath he filled with wisdom of heart, to work all manner of work, of the engraver, and of the cunning workman, and of the embroiderer, in blue, and in purple, in scarlet, and in fine linen, and of the weaver, even of them that do any work, and of those that devise cunning work. |
| Exodus 37 17 |
And he made the candlestick of pure gold: of beaten work made he the candlestick; his shaft, and his branch, his bowls, his knops, and his flowers, were of the same: |
| Exodus 37 24 |
Of a talent of pure gold made he it, and all the vessels thereof. |
| Deuteronomy 1 33 |
Who went in the way before you, to search you out a place to pitch your tents in, in fire by night, to shew you by what way ye should go, and in a cloud by day. |
| 1 Samuel 1 16 |
Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto. |
| 1 Samuel 9 11 |
And as they went up the hill to the city, they found young maidens going out to draw water, and said unto them, Is the seer here? |
| 1 Samuel 20 36 |
And he said unto his lad, Run, find out now the arrows which I shoot. And as the lad ran, he shot an arrow beyond him. |
| 1 Samuel 20 38 |
And Jonathan cried after the lad, Make speed, haste, stay not. And Jonathan's lad gathered up the arrows, and came to his master. |
| 2 Samuel 22 35 |
He teacheth my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms. |
| 1 Kings 4 32 |
And he spake three thousand proverbs: and his songs were a thousand and five. |
| 2 Kings 19 24 |
I have digged and drunk strange waters, and with the sole of my feet have I dried up all the rivers of besieged places. |
| 1 Chronicles 12 12 |
Johanan the eighth, Elzabad the ninth, |
| 1 Chronicles 15 22 |
And Chenaniah, chief of the Levites, was for song: he instructed about the song, because he was skilful. |
| Ezra 2 33 |
The children of Lod, Hadid, and Ono, seven hundred twenty and five. |
| Ezra 2 41 |
The singers: the children of Asaph, an hundred twenty and eight. |
| Ezra 7 12 |
Artaxerxes, king of kings, unto Ezra the priest, a scribe of the law of the God of heaven, perfect peace, and at such a time. |
| Ezra 10 24 |
Of the singers also; Eliashib: and of the porters; Shallum, and Telem, and Uri. |
| Nehemiah 7 37 |
The children of Lod, Hadid, and Ono, seven hundred twenty and one. |
| Nehemiah 7 44 |
The singers: the children of Asaph, an hundred forty and eight. |
| Nehemiah 10 6 |
Daniel, Ginnethon, Baruch, |
| Job 4 13 |
In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, |
| Job 6 5 |
Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder? |
| Job 6 15 |
My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; |
| Job 6 26 |
Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind? |
| Job 7 2 |
As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work: |
| Job 7 4 |
When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day. |
| Job 7 6 |
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. |
| Job 7 7 |
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good. |
| Job 8 14 |
Whose hope shall be cut off, and whose trust shall be a spider's web. |
| Job 9 28 |
I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent. |
| Job 10 1 |
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
| Job 11 12 |
For vain men would be wise, though man be born like a wild ass's colt. |
| Job 13 12 |
Your remembrances are like unto ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay. |
| Job 16 6 |
Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
| Job 16 13 |
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
| Job 16 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
| Job 17 11 |
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
| Job 18 2 |
How long will it be ere ye make an end of words? mark, and afterwards we will speak. |
| Job 19 2 |
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? |
| Job 21 3 |
Suffer me that I may speak; and after that I have spoken, mock on. |
| Job 27 3 |
All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils; |
| Job 28 10 |
He cutteth out rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing. |
| Job 29 3 |
When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness; |
| Job 30 15 |
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
| Job 33 1 |
Wherefore, Job, I pray thee, hear my speeches, and hearken to all my words. |
| Job 33 15 |
In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; |
| Job 34 7 |
What man is like Job, who drinketh up scorning like water? |