| GEN:27:46 | And Rebekah said to Isaac, I am weary of my life because of the daughters of Heth: if Jacob take a wife of the daughters of Heth, such as these which are of the daughters of the land, what good shall my life do me? |
| DEU:25:18 | How he met thee by the way, and smote the hindmost of thee, even all that were feeble behind thee, when thou wast faint and weary; and he feared not God. |
| JUG:4:21 | Then Jael Heber's wife took a nail of the tent, and took an hammer in her hand, and went softly unto him, and smote the nail into his temples, and fastened it into the ground: for he was fast asleep and weary. So he died. |
| JUG:8:15 | And he came unto the men of Succoth, and said, Behold Zebah and Zalmunna, with whom ye did upbraid me, saying, Are the hands of Zebah and Zalmunna now in thine hand, that we should give bread unto thy men that are weary? |
| 2SM:16:14 | And the king, and all the people that were with him, came weary, and refreshed themselves there. |
| 2SM:17:2 | And I will come upon him while he is weary and weak handed, and will make him afraid: and all the people that are with him shall flee; and I will smite the king only: |
| 2SM:17:29 | And honey, and butter, and sheep, and cheese of kine, for David, and for the people that were with him, to eat: for they said, The people is hungry, and weary, and thirsty, in the wilderness. |
| 2SM:23:10 | He arose, and smote the Philistines until his hand was weary, and his hand clave unto the sword: and the LORD wrought a great victory that day; and the people returned after him only to spoil. |
| JOB:3:17 | There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest. |
| 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:16:7 | But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
| JOB:22:7 | Thou hast not given water to the weary to drink, and thou hast withholden bread from the hungry. |
| PS:6:6 | I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears. |
| PS:68:9 | Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary. |
| PS:69:3 | I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. |