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Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;(Job 3:21)
Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?(Job 3:22)
Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?(Job 3:23)
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.(Job 3:25)
I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.(Job 3:26)
Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,(Job 4:1)

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Job 3:24 - Cross Reference

How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? (Job 7:19)
We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us. (Isaiah 59:11)
Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer. (Lamentations 3:8)
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? (Psalm 42:3)
So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat. (Job 33:20)
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart. (Psalm 38:8)
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping. (Psalm 102:9)
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat. (Job 6:7)
Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure. (Psalm 80:5)
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? (Psalm 22:1)
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. (Psalm 32:3)