Job 6:11 Cross References

Job 6:11

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

Psalm 103:14-16 Helpful? Yes No

For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust. As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.

Psalm 102:23 Helpful? Yes No

He has broken my strength in midcourse; he has shortened my days.

Psalm 39:5 Helpful? Yes No

Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah

Job 17:1 Helpful? Yes No

“My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the graveyard is ready for me.

Psalm 90:5-10 Helpful? Yes No

You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers. For we are brought to an end by your anger; by your wrath we are dismayed. You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence. For all our days pass away under your wrath; we bring our years to an end like a sigh.

Job 21:4 Helpful? Yes No

As for me, is my complaint against man? Why should I not be impatient?

Job 17:14-16 Helpful? Yes No

if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’ where then is my hope? Who will see my hope? Will it go down to the bars of Sheol? Shall we descend together into the dust?”

Job 13:28 Helpful? Yes No

Man wastes away like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

Job 13:25 Helpful? Yes No

Will you frighten a driven leaf and pursue dry chaff?

Job 10:20 Helpful? Yes No

Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer

Job 7:5-7 Helpful? Yes No

My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope. “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good.