3329 verses about Fear

Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.

When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.

Their houses are safe from fear, neither is the rod of God upon them.

Therefore snares are around you. Sudden fear troubles you,

Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.

Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.

For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.

“Dominion and fear are with him. He makes peace in his high places.

“The departed spirits tremble, those beneath the waters and all that live in them.

The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his rebuke.

He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.

Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.

For it hurls at him, and does not spare, as he flees away from his hand.

The proud animals have not trodden it, nor has the fierce lion passed by there.

To man he said, ‘Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom. To depart from evil is understanding.’”

The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

So that they dwell in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.

Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.

You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.

For calamity from God is a terror to me. Because his majesty, I can do nothing.

because I feared the great multitude, and the contempt of families terrified me, so that I kept silence, and didn’t go out of the door—

Please don’t let me respect any man’s person, neither will I give flattering titles to any man.

For I don’t know how to give flattering titles; or else my Maker would soon take me away.

Behold, my terror shall not make you afraid, neither shall my pressure be heavy on you.

Don’t desire the night, when people are cut off in their place.

Behold, God is great, and we don’t know him. The number of his years is unsearchable.

“Yes, at this my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.

After it a voice roars. He thunders with the voice of his majesty. He doesn’t hold back anything when his voice is heard.

Out of its room comes the storm, and cold out of the north.

Therefore men revere him. He doesn’t regard any who are wise of heart.”

She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.

He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.

The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.

He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind,

Behold, if a river overflows, he doesn’t tremble. He is confident, though the Jordan swells even to his mouth.

Shall any take him when he is on the watch, or pierce through his nose with a snare?

“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?

Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?

Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?

Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?

Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?

None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?

Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.

Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.

Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.

There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.

His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.

When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.

He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.

Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.

His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.

Then he will speak to them in his anger, and terrify them in his wrath:

Serve Yahweh with fear, and rejoice with trembling.

Give sincere homage to the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish on the way, for his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in him.

Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.

I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.

Stand in awe, and don’t sin. Search your own heart on your bed, and be still. Selah.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

Yahweh, my God, I take refuge in you. Save me from all those who pursue me, and deliver me,

lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is no one to deliver.

Put them in fear, Yahweh. Let the nations know that they are only men. Selah.

Why do you stand far off, Yahweh? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

He lurks in secret as a lion in his ambush. He lies in wait to catch the helpless. He catches the helpless, when he draws him in his net.

He says in his heart, “God has forgotten. He hides his face. He will never see it.”

Why does the wicked person condemn God, and say in his heart, “God won’t call me into account?”

In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain!”

If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?

There they were in great fear, for God is in the generation of the righteous.

In whose eyes a vile man is despised, but who honors those who fear Yahweh; he who keeps an oath even when it hurts, and doesn’t change;

from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who surround me.

They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.

He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

The cords of death surrounded me. The floods of ungodliness made me afraid.

Then the earth shook and trembled. The foundations also of the mountains quaked and were shaken, because he was angry.

He made darkness his hiding place, his pavilion around him, darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.

At the brightness before him his thick clouds passed, hailstones and coals of fire.

Then the channels of waters appeared. The foundations of the world were laid bare at your rebuke, Yahweh, at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.

You have also made my enemies turn their backs to me, that I might cut off those who hate me.

The foreigners shall fade away, and shall come trembling out of their close places.

The fear of Yahweh is clean, enduring forever. Yahweh’s ordinances are true, and righteous altogether.

Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.

Many bulls have surrounded me. Strong bulls of Bashan have encircled me.

Save me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, from the horns of the wild oxen, you have answered me.

You who fear Yahweh, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!

Of you comes my praise in the great assembly. I will pay my vows before those who fear him.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

My God, I have trusted in you. Don’t let me be shamed. Don’t let my enemies triumph over me.

What man is he who fears Yahweh? He shall instruct him in the way that he shall choose.

The friendship of Yahweh is with those who fear him. He will show them his covenant.