Job 6:9
“Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!”
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
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“But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.”
“Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.”
“I am not able to bear all this people alone, because it is too heavy for me.”
“For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.”
“And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.”